he winces a little bit, at least, and turns his head away - guilty really. ashamed. ]
... I'm sorry. [ that he had to see that, really. that he gave up. if bixing gets too close to it, he remembers too much, remembers that dead eyed stare. remembers lavi, his sympathetic smile. his stomach twists. ] I...
[ i don't think i could take it. i'm not strong enough.
he shifts a little, reaching up to rub a hand carefully over his face. ]
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he winces a little bit, at least, and turns his head away - guilty really. ashamed. ]
... I'm sorry. [ that he had to see that, really. that he gave up. if bixing gets too close to it, he remembers too much, remembers that dead eyed stare. remembers lavi, his sympathetic smile. his stomach twists. ] I...
[ i don't think i could take it. i'm not strong enough.
he shifts a little, reaching up to rub a hand carefully over his face. ]