[And much as he wants to deny it, she has a point. Whilst he hardly considers himself special despite all the things that he's done and have been done to him, all the ways he's survived and moved beyond the realm of what is normal, it's impossible to see himself in such terms. Twisted, wrong, cursed, a blight on those who know him yes, but special isn't a word that applies.
But the point remains. That he isn't always around, that he can't be relied upon, that he finds ways of side-stepping horrors that would have killed most people but won't always be there to save the people who matter to him.
That she might die before him-- it's something that fills him with cold horror and through that inverted mirror he can begin to see - really see - the pale shadow of what his hanging might have done to her.
He doesn't have a comeback for this. Fumbles over the the things he could say but again and again he comes up wanting. So in the end he stands there with his broad shoulders slumped and his eye averted and says nothing at all.
Quite possibly it's the first time in his life where he's been shocked into silence.]
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But the point remains. That he isn't always around, that he can't be relied upon, that he finds ways of side-stepping horrors that would have killed most people but won't always be there to save the people who matter to him.
That she might die before him-- it's something that fills him with cold horror and through that inverted mirror he can begin to see - really see - the pale shadow of what his hanging might have done to her.
He doesn't have a comeback for this. Fumbles over the the things he could say but again and again he comes up wanting. So in the end he stands there with his broad shoulders slumped and his eye averted and says nothing at all.
Quite possibly it's the first time in his life where he's been shocked into silence.]