He lifts his head, looking at K, feeling something stir behind his ribs that is almost like awe.
"You gave them back to each other. You gave her a father." Something she must have given up yearning for years ago, the way Jesus had when he turned a certain age.
"You were supposed to kill her or give her to a cause, and instead you let them have each other." It isn't awe. He doesn't know what it is, only that it runs deep and quiet and strong.
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Date: 2022-12-20 08:31 pm (UTC)"You gave them back to each other. You gave her a father." Something she must have given up yearning for years ago, the way Jesus had when he turned a certain age.
"You were supposed to kill her or give her to a cause, and instead you let them have each other." It isn't awe. He doesn't know what it is, only that it runs deep and quiet and strong.