[Deserved. He's not sure about that. Especially now, he's not sure he deserves anything. But he wants. He wants and he's selfish enough to take it. To live, even if it's a threat to others.
But here she is, still reassuring, still doing her very best. She promises they'll do more and he feels himself smile, a bittersweet ache in his heart. He leans back against her. He lets his melancholy disolve.]
We are doing things... silly goose...
[Surely she's noticed. But then she keeps thinking she hasn't done enough.]
We've been... living... I've been... alive with you...
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But here she is, still reassuring, still doing her very best. She promises they'll do more and he feels himself smile, a bittersweet ache in his heart. He leans back against her. He lets his melancholy disolve.]
We are doing things... silly goose...
[Surely she's noticed. But then she keeps thinking she hasn't done enough.]
We've been... living... I've been... alive with you...
[In a sense.]