[Every one of these goodbyes has been like trying to leave the Underground all over again. His core crushes in on itself with every plea, every "why". You always seem to learn how much you mean to people when they know they're about to lose you.
Ha... He promised himself he wouldn't cry this time. Obviously, he owes himself 50G later, because that's a bet he's lost.] Thank you, Oliver. It means a lot, it does. [More than Oliver can ever know.] But Audentes doesn't need me. Other people do. People who need an idol, or the kindness to solve a problem without murdering half a ship.
... [Sigh. Of all people, Oliver deserves a little more openness. He squeezes the other's hand just a little bit tighter.] The truth is... I realized how. Awful being surrounded by that negativity made me. I started fights just to get people mad, I burned bridges, I endangered everyone from home-- I tried to assassinate two people. Me. [He kicks out a leg, jostling Annie from her playing and letting his purple thigh-high boots shine in the light.] This guy. That's how bad things got.
Consider it a vacation, alright? I'm running off with my grouchy lover to cheer up the desolate and report on... beaches, or something. This team can do without a silly little robot and a 3rd rate hack for a little bit.
[He raises their linked hands and nudges Oliver in the chest with them, smiling. He's still crying.] Eh?
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[Every one of these goodbyes has been like trying to leave the Underground all over again. His core crushes in on itself with every plea, every "why". You always seem to learn how much you mean to people when they know they're about to lose you.
Ha... He promised himself he wouldn't cry this time. Obviously, he owes himself 50G later, because that's a bet he's lost.] Thank you, Oliver. It means a lot, it does. [More than Oliver can ever know.] But Audentes doesn't need me. Other people do. People who need an idol, or the kindness to solve a problem without murdering half a ship.
... [Sigh. Of all people, Oliver deserves a little more openness. He squeezes the other's hand just a little bit tighter.] The truth is... I realized how. Awful being surrounded by that negativity made me. I started fights just to get people mad, I burned bridges, I endangered everyone from home-- I tried to assassinate two people. Me. [He kicks out a leg, jostling Annie from her playing and letting his purple thigh-high boots shine in the light.] This guy. That's how bad things got.
Consider it a vacation, alright? I'm running off with my grouchy lover to cheer up the desolate and report on... beaches, or something. This team can do without a silly little robot and a 3rd rate hack for a little bit.
[He raises their linked hands and nudges Oliver in the chest with them, smiling. He's still crying.] Eh?