[ Harold can't say how he'd react in such grievous circumstances as what Carver has described. He's gone through trials in his life, but nothing like that. He won't discount the idea that what he's taking is a position of privilege, one he only feels able to take because of the relative advantages available to him.
But... he has been willing to die for these beliefs in the past. Been prepared to and was about to many times, in fact -- and that hadn't dissuaded him. So maybe he would still say that after all. ]
Let you into the group, you mean? [ he clarifies, letting the sir slide past. ] You looked like you needed a job.
[ That's a private joke, one that makes him soften here, just a faint trace of humor. ]
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[ Harold can't say how he'd react in such grievous circumstances as what Carver has described. He's gone through trials in his life, but nothing like that. He won't discount the idea that what he's taking is a position of privilege, one he only feels able to take because of the relative advantages available to him.
But... he has been willing to die for these beliefs in the past. Been prepared to and was about to many times, in fact -- and that hadn't dissuaded him. So maybe he would still say that after all. ]
Let you into the group, you mean? [ he clarifies, letting the sir slide past. ] You looked like you needed a job.
[ That's a private joke, one that makes him soften here, just a faint trace of humor. ]