It's one of those things, those unasked for bits of comfort, to hear that. It's such an awful thing to have in common; he would never want someone to know what it feels like to starve. No one should know what it's like to wonder which of your neighbors starved to death in the night (and that's setting aside the fact that he was often the one who then had to put those neighbors down after they'd turned).
"It's a lot," he says, his voice a little thicker than he expected. He swallows. "I'm glad for it. But it's a lot sometimes."
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Date: 2022-09-05 04:09 am (UTC)"It's a lot," he says, his voice a little thicker than he expected. He swallows. "I'm glad for it. But it's a lot sometimes."