[ that's the hardest part. there was nothing - one second the barrier was pushed down and the next, rondo turned around and vin was going to nona. there's a lump in his throat, too, and he leans into mathis, squeezing his hand tightly between his own too.
there's no comfort in the alternative - tomorrow's ritual, or maybe even continuing to kill, influenced by whatever monster that was possessing her, either. it's just all the senseless violence of this situation they've all found themselves in. ] I know, I wish - I wish it could've been different.
No. She didn't, and - it wasn't even her fault. [ it's one of those things that feels like a horrible, hollow comfort, though he'd never voice that out loud. it feels selfish to even think so, but... to know that the people you love and care for aren't acting on that murderous instinct, aren't acting because they wanted some incentive in a swamp (aren't acting because they felt the world needed to be destroyed, and their ideals had changed, no matter how virtuous they were before - )
he sucks in a breath and squeezes his hand a little tighter. ]
Miss Nona was always so kind to me. She... she was a really good person - she shone like a light.
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[ that's the hardest part. there was nothing - one second the barrier was pushed down and the next, rondo turned around and vin was going to nona. there's a lump in his throat, too, and he leans into mathis, squeezing his hand tightly between his own too.
there's no comfort in the alternative - tomorrow's ritual, or maybe even continuing to kill, influenced by whatever monster that was possessing her, either. it's just all the senseless violence of this situation they've all found themselves in. ] I know, I wish - I wish it could've been different.
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[none of them did, really, but-- that just makes all of it worse.]
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No. She didn't, and - it wasn't even her fault. [ it's one of those things that feels like a horrible, hollow comfort, though he'd never voice that out loud. it feels selfish to even think so, but... to know that the people you love and care for aren't acting on that murderous instinct, aren't acting because they wanted some incentive in a swamp (aren't acting because they felt the world needed to be destroyed, and their ideals had changed, no matter how virtuous they were before - )
he sucks in a breath and squeezes his hand a little tighter. ]
Miss Nona was always so kind to me. She... she was a really good person - she shone like a light.