"Physically? I've few details to offer. But your absence? Without doubt."
At times she is given to think little stings so deeply as that — but that's a foolish notion. A child's. The world is full of other, greater hurts.
Get stabbed a few times, and you know absence is a real pussy answer.
"Nothing is permanent. Do what you can, use what is available to you. And hold to those you might." A gesture to the tentflap. "If there is nothing else, Warden?"
Though he has no doubt it wouldn't go well, if he were... really gone. He's never been too afraid or bothered by the fact of his own death, as a Warden it's something to face earlier than most have to. But still... he hates to think of what could come from him dying. Especially in such an awful way.
"I'll do everything in my power to prevent this future from happening. Anything at all. I can't... I can't..." He looks down at the letters, at that last one with the scrawl that only hints at the way his mind had broken. Will break. Could break. Trying to think of a future that had happened, and yet hasn't... is confusing. "Just that... I appreciate you telling me this, Ser. It makes for grim hearing, but I would rather know."
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At times she is given to think little stings so deeply as that — but that's a foolish notion. A child's. The world is full of other, greater hurts.
Get stabbed a few times, and you know absence is a real pussy answer.
"Nothing is permanent. Do what you can, use what is available to you. And hold to those you might." A gesture to the tentflap. "If there is nothing else, Warden?"
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Though he has no doubt it wouldn't go well, if he were... really gone. He's never been too afraid or bothered by the fact of his own death, as a Warden it's something to face earlier than most have to. But still... he hates to think of what could come from him dying. Especially in such an awful way.
"I'll do everything in my power to prevent this future from happening. Anything at all. I can't... I can't..." He looks down at the letters, at that last one with the scrawl that only hints at the way his mind had broken. Will break. Could break. Trying to think of a future that had happened, and yet hasn't... is confusing. "Just that... I appreciate you telling me this, Ser. It makes for grim hearing, but I would rather know."