[she says, voice breaking a little in the middle. she clears her throat.]
You didn't even remember doing it. You don't even have a reason. I don't believe you would've trampled all over someone to get your ticket back. You're smarter than that.
He knows what to say. He can tell Gideon that he's that kind of person, that all humans have that kind of potential, and as much as he likes to pretend he's above them, he's not.
Instead, something else curls from him, quiet and full of doubt]
Maybe that's why it happened. Because I didn't see a reason, and I don't want to kill. I just got chosen to see if I would. ...Like a test case, for the rest of us.
Well, that's complete and utter horseshit, and they could've picked someone else.
[like me, she doesn't say, but she feels it. like she could take that bullet for him. like she could give him another chance, if she just tried something else from another angle.
she rests her head against the bars, closing her eyes.
[she jumps, a little, when he does that, but she can't even really manage a face. it kind of just makes her want to cry, actually. she doesn't, but it's dire for a second there.]
Ugh. Shut up.
[there's no heat to it, she's just miserable.
but - no, she can't just leave it like that, so:]
... Thank you.
[that's all she can manage. not i'll miss you or you mean something to me, but. maybe that's the same thing, for her.]
[He can't say anything that would make this better, and he doesn't think anything would. But... it is nice, just to stand here, knowing exactly when the stroke will fall. It's clarity that he would have wanted the first time around.]
You're a good friend, Gid. [...] I feel normal when I'm around ya.
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[she says, voice breaking a little in the middle. she clears her throat.]
You didn't even remember doing it. You don't even have a reason. I don't believe you would've trampled all over someone to get your ticket back. You're smarter than that.
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He knows what to say. He can tell Gideon that he's that kind of person, that all humans have that kind of potential, and as much as he likes to pretend he's above them, he's not.
Instead, something else curls from him, quiet and full of doubt]
Maybe that's why it happened. Because I didn't see a reason, and I don't want to kill. I just got chosen to see if I would. ...Like a test case, for the rest of us.
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[like me, she doesn't say, but she feels it. like she could take that bullet for him. like she could give him another chance, if she just tried something else from another angle.
she rests her head against the bars, closing her eyes.
quietly:]
I don't want you to die.
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He might not be a mind-reader, but he thinks he can tell what Gideon's thinking.]
...I don't want to either.
[quiet]
But if I'm gonna, then I'm glad it's like this. My last death... I didn't get to talk to anyone in the end. Feels nice to get a little bit of time.
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Ugh. Shut up.
[there's no heat to it, she's just miserable.
but - no, she can't just leave it like that, so:]
... Thank you.
[that's all she can manage. not i'll miss you or you mean something to me, but. maybe that's the same thing, for her.]
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You're a good friend, Gid. [...] I feel normal when I'm around ya.
[human, but in all the best ways.]
That's my way of saying `thank you` too.