"Did it?" he asks, looking at her. "Think about it long and hard. Look at yourself and your life and the choices you've made and really think about whether or not it had to come from somewhere inside you, because I don't think it did." By her logic, Coop really is capable of doing the things he'd done to Spencer, of saying the cruel, hurtful things he's said to Joel and he simply doesn't believe that. The Coop who had been his enemy in that world isn't the same man he's friend with here, because the Coop who hated Prince Joel would never have helped him the way he had this past week.
He had sat on the floor of Coop's bedroom, holding his hand and crying over his missing husband. And Coop had done nothing but be there for him and help him in every single way he possibly could. There's nothing of the man who hurt Spencer in his friend, he knows that, and so he doesn't believe for a second that Nerium's spell has just made them into other versions of themselves.
"It was a spell and it screwed with all of us," Joel says and it's clear he's still angry. "And yeah, maybe you'll have to deal with more people like that and that won't be fun. But don't let that make you think you deserve to listen to their crap."
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He had sat on the floor of Coop's bedroom, holding his hand and crying over his missing husband. And Coop had done nothing but be there for him and help him in every single way he possibly could. There's nothing of the man who hurt Spencer in his friend, he knows that, and so he doesn't believe for a second that Nerium's spell has just made them into other versions of themselves.
"It was a spell and it screwed with all of us," Joel says and it's clear he's still angry. "And yeah, maybe you'll have to deal with more people like that and that won't be fun. But don't let that make you think you deserve to listen to their crap."