...Ingrid might disagree. She scolded me for my softness, at one point.
[ when was the last time he talked about one of the blue lions? it must be years now. the bandages and ointments feel cool and clean against his blistered skin. ]
...I should have hated Rupert for his victims's sakes. [ maybe that is the crux of the issue, the weak spot of his armor. ] I should have let myself kill him slowly, in excruciating misery. Butโif this is kindness, Professor, then I do not know how it can coincide with my goals.
[ saving the dead. listening to his ailing conscience. the disparity between them, perhaps, is where the true weakness lies. ]
[her mind races. they're in the ruins, and he's talking to her like she's a ghost. he's attending the council of warโjust the council of warโbitter and callous. they're back in the stables, the rain pouring down on both of them. then in the forest at school. and here, in the medical office. she can't let it keep coming back to this. the same refrain. the same death march to enbarr.
there was no one else but her to put their foot down anymore.]
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...Ingrid might disagree. She scolded me for my softness, at one point.
[ when was the last time he talked about one of the blue lions? it must be years now. the bandages and ointments feel cool and clean against his blistered skin. ]
...I should have hated Rupert for his victims's sakes. [ maybe that is the crux of the issue, the weak spot of his armor. ] I should have let myself kill him slowly, in excruciating misery. Butโif this is kindness, Professor, then I do not know how it can coincide with my goals.
[ saving the dead. listening to his ailing conscience. the disparity between them, perhaps, is where the true weakness lies. ]
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...]
Do you really think that hating Rupert, or killing him painfully, would have appeased the dead?
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[ his gaze turns a little distant, voice wrought. ]
The dead demand it with fervor, even here. Even now.
But they have yet to be satisfied with the number of corpses I have stacked for them.
[ he's trying. it's never enough. ]
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there was no one else but her to put their foot down anymore.]
Then there has to be another way.