[ well it would be nice to be so good at being in touch with your fate that knowing your sacrifice is necessary and important is enough to make it easy and worth it. and it is worth it. he won't argue the point any harder than this very mild protest, because he does get it - it is important. but it is a little messier than benevolently returning to the grave and being soothed by the fact it's the most necessary catalyst for everyone else to have a good life. he can't really help that. there's the part of him that keep speaking up in his head that's a scrappy, nasty, bloody survivor that does not always want to be quiet. ]
I don't want it to be. But I don't want to change shit, because it's unpredictable. [ ... ] I don't - I haven't been thinking about it like we're just shoving you back in the ground, Molly, because you're there where I'm from. We just can't reach you.
[ he's fine with that, putting an arm around her too. mostly he just doesn't want to be forgotten. Or remembered as some heroic sacrifice, where it's easy to forget all the imperfect things about him. a symbol, instead of a person. ]
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It's alright if that's what it has to be.
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[ says it out loud. ]
I don't want it to be. But I don't want to change shit, because it's unpredictable. [ ... ] I don't - I haven't been thinking about it like we're just shoving you back in the ground, Molly, because you're there where I'm from. We just can't reach you.
I guess that's what it feels like, though.
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Just a bit daunting to look down the barrel of it and know its the only solution and such, you know?
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