[ He looks back at her when she speaks. Notes the pause, the way she looks back towards... he doesn't even know what it is. Lightened, sure. But he's never really seen anything like that before, and has no reason to go towards it now.
She does. A part of him feels more of a pull towards her than the other path, like if she were to lead him down it, he'd follow.
But that's not what she offers, so he nods, takes the first step towards the outside, the nothing, the waste of it all. It speaks to him immediately, and he can feel something like what it must be to return somewhere deeper than home.
He looks back at her, his own hesitation not in going forward, but in seeing if she's going to follow. He would understand if she didn't, he realizes. And really, it's her choice. But... she'd offered. And it just. It makes so much sense. ]
This was the only way things could have ended. [ He's earnest, but... he needs affirmation, he finds. ] You feel that, right?
[ It dawns on him, belatedly, that his judgment was never the best. But the pull is there. He can't see himself going anywhere else, if he has to go anywhere at all. ]
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She does. A part of him feels more of a pull towards her than the other path, like if she were to lead him down it, he'd follow.
But that's not what she offers, so he nods, takes the first step towards the outside, the nothing, the waste of it all. It speaks to him immediately, and he can feel something like what it must be to return somewhere deeper than home.
He looks back at her, his own hesitation not in going forward, but in seeing if she's going to follow. He would understand if she didn't, he realizes. And really, it's her choice. But... she'd offered. And it just. It makes so much sense. ]
This was the only way things could have ended. [ He's earnest, but... he needs affirmation, he finds. ] You feel that, right?
[ It dawns on him, belatedly, that his judgment was never the best. But the pull is there. He can't see himself going anywhere else, if he has to go anywhere at all. ]