"I know." And he did, somehow. …Or at least, the part of his brain that had to rationalize went ahead with, he'd behave as if he did.
But…
"Why are you helping me?" he asked, still softly, still damnably slurred; with an acuity, a tension, nevertheless.
Even though, in the same way he knew the other, he knew this too; he didn't need to ask. That single word—complacent—had given him everything he needed. They were alike, at least in this: not everyone should have to give themselves up, for the sake of others. Which was why they did.
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Date: 2019-09-08 05:36 am (UTC)But…
"Why are you helping me?" he asked, still softly, still damnably slurred; with an acuity, a tension, nevertheless.
Even though, in the same way he knew the other, he knew this too; he didn't need to ask. That single word—complacent—had given him everything he needed. They were alike, at least in this: not everyone should have to give themselves up, for the sake of others. Which was why they did.