[It isn't really Rose's fault. It's more like Bro is just being a big, dumb, oversensitive baby about this. He shouldn't take her so seriously, but... it's impossible, when every time he shows any inkling of fatherly behavior, he gets trolled. It just makes him feel like he's stupid for even trying. With that on top of the feelings he already has about trying to be a father, it's just... hard not to be upset right now- hard not to feel like his attempts are doing nothing more than making him the butt of every goddamn joke.

When she says that, it's hard to believe it, if only because he's just so upset right now. But he takes a deep breath, trying to calm down.]

Put yourself in my place and tell me how else I'm supposed to take it.

[His voice is quiet, but he's trying not to sound as upset as he feels. For the most part, he's succeeding.]

I'm not used to this, Rose. I don't know what the fuck I'm doin'. But you're not cutting me any slack. Neither of you are. Like you both expect me to do it right when I'm trying as hard as I fuckin' can!

[No, there's a quiver to it now that he can't fucking shake, and it just hurts him right in his fucking pride, because god damn it he shouldn't be getting this emotional over it. Fuck him. Fuck this all. But he can't move, because her arms are still around him, and tugging out of her grip would just hurt even more, because on some level he doesn't want her to let go.]

Sorry, I just... I dunno. Whatever. It's fine. I'm fine, you should just go back to John.