[He says, with little feeling. It feels misplaced. If he sat here and detailed all his sins, would she say the same? Probably not. He wouldn't, in her position.]
[One day, that bright gaze will turn away from his. They all do. Only children, perhaps, could've kept it up for longer, but he failed them. Roland did, but the City failed him, and the last time he saw him they didn't even look each other in the eyes. A mask was in the way.]
[The leg bumps into his - he shifts his hand over instinctively to grasp it, as if to push it away, but he doesn't. Realizing himself, he pulls it back to his own lap.]
That so? You're a mysterious one. But I wouldn't say that about you.
[She's strange, she's bizarre, but it feels like she's achieved something he never would. She delights in the aspects of humanity he's given up on.]
[He only nods at the last part. Almost there. Away from the warmth and closeness of this shuttle, then.]
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[He says, with little feeling. It feels misplaced. If he sat here and detailed all his sins, would she say the same? Probably not. He wouldn't, in her position.]
[One day, that bright gaze will turn away from his. They all do. Only children, perhaps, could've kept it up for longer, but he failed them. Roland did, but the City failed him, and the last time he saw him they didn't even look each other in the eyes. A mask was in the way.]
[The leg bumps into his - he shifts his hand over instinctively to grasp it, as if to push it away, but he doesn't. Realizing himself, he pulls it back to his own lap.]
That so? You're a mysterious one. But I wouldn't say that about you.
[She's strange, she's bizarre, but it feels like she's achieved something he never would. She delights in the aspects of humanity he's given up on.]
[He only nods at the last part. Almost there. Away from the warmth and closeness of this shuttle, then.]