[ the words are gentle, but firm. he won’t permit any misunderstandings after coming this far. there’s no room for half-truths or placating lies, here, not even for the sake of his facade. it’s cold and ugly, but it’s honest. ]
I was carried by those who walk with me, or I wouldn’t have started walking at all.
[ he hadn’t been brave. he hadn’t soldiered on after he had learned the lessons she had tried to teach him, hadn’t become some wise and benevolent force for good on her behalf. he hadn’t even tried to protect the only family he had left from the consequences of his actions.
he had locked himself away, buried himself like a ghost, and disappeared from the ruins of what he’d destroyed — because Vangeance had been absolutely right.
he was a coward. ]
But there are some things we simply have to do, whether we have the strength or not. I have to fix what I’ve broken, and you... I will pray you haven’t taken that last step and broken it, just yet.
[ his eyes are sharper. holding the quiet edge of someone desperate. he’s searching Vangeance with an undeniable and piercing attentiveness, as if he hoped if he stared hard enough, he could see the answer even if it isn’t given aloud. ]
...You haven’t, have you? There’s still... hope.
[ please tell him, Vangeance, that you haven’t yet crossed that line. he doesn’t think you have, but... maybe, just maybe, you’re terrifyingly close. ]
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[ the words are gentle, but firm. he won’t permit any misunderstandings after coming this far. there’s no room for half-truths or placating lies, here, not even for the sake of his facade. it’s cold and ugly, but it’s honest. ]
I was carried by those who walk with me, or I wouldn’t have started walking at all.
[ he hadn’t been brave. he hadn’t soldiered on after he had learned the lessons she had tried to teach him, hadn’t become some wise and benevolent force for good on her behalf. he hadn’t even tried to protect the only family he had left from the consequences of his actions.
he had locked himself away, buried himself like a ghost, and disappeared from the ruins of what he’d destroyed — because Vangeance had been absolutely right.
he was a coward. ]
But there are some things we simply have to do, whether we have the strength or not. I have to fix what I’ve broken, and you... I will pray you haven’t taken that last step and broken it, just yet.
[ his eyes are sharper. holding the quiet edge of someone desperate. he’s searching Vangeance with an undeniable and piercing attentiveness, as if he hoped if he stared hard enough, he could see the answer even if it isn’t given aloud. ]
...You haven’t, have you? There’s still... hope.
[ please tell him, Vangeance, that you haven’t yet crossed that line. he doesn’t think you have, but... maybe, just maybe, you’re terrifyingly close. ]