She doubts that that is the issue here, but still feels the need to say it. He seems so... fragile, not physically, but - like a child, in a way. A child caught in an adult's body, with a grandfather's thoughts.
She doesn't reach out to lay a hand on his arm, but only because she stops herself from it.
"There is nobody whom I would want to tell, and I am not in the habit of trying to ...end what doesn't try to end me." She lets the last words hang, reassurance and threat at once.
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She doubts that that is the issue here, but still feels the need to say it. He seems so... fragile, not physically, but - like a child, in a way. A child caught in an adult's body, with a grandfather's thoughts.
She doesn't reach out to lay a hand on his arm, but only because she stops herself from it.
"There is nobody whom I would want to tell, and I am not in the habit of trying to ...end what doesn't try to end me." She lets the last words hang, reassurance and threat at once.