She reached out, then, slim fingers searching for his calloused hand. "I ... had to," she said, carefully. "For a l-long time. It was. When Home was burning ..." Please, please let him not flinch at that. "... we h-had to get underground. You c-can't ... stop and scream and cry if you're trying to keep everyone alive."
Duty called. She had a feeling he'd understand.
She shook her head. "Your cracks are ... y-you ... drink too much. You wanted to die. You stopped caring if you did. That's ... that terrifies me. I never wanted to ... I need to know, because I don't ever want you to ..."
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Date: 2008-07-27 10:48 am (UTC)Duty called. She had a feeling he'd understand.
She shook her head. "Your cracks are ... y-you ... drink too much. You wanted to die. You stopped caring if you did. That's ... that terrifies me. I never wanted to ... I need to know, because I don't ever want you to ..."