[Tears well up in his eyes, as he tries not to look at Viktor and let him see this... weakness. He isn't afraid to cry but he's not the one dying. His life isn't on the line. What right does he have to feel this devastated?]
I did something to you.
[He looks back to Viktor now, hoping he can at least keep his face dry long enough to get through this. He swallows and licks his bottom lip, stalling for precious half-seconds.
A normal person grieves loss. They don't let their denial carry them all the way back to their lab, lungs burning from the dust and shouts and breakneck pace, and shoves an experimental and potentially dangerous piece of magic technology into their partner's chest.
He's not normal. He bears the appearance of normal but on the inside he is a fractured mirror trying to show people what they want to see, as his own selfishness crawls out of the seams between the shards.]
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I did something to you.
[He looks back to Viktor now, hoping he can at least keep his face dry long enough to get through this. He swallows and licks his bottom lip, stalling for precious half-seconds.
A normal person grieves loss. They don't let their denial carry them all the way back to their lab, lungs burning from the dust and shouts and breakneck pace, and shoves an experimental and potentially dangerous piece of magic technology into their partner's chest.
He's not normal. He bears the appearance of normal but on the inside he is a fractured mirror trying to show people what they want to see, as his own selfishness crawls out of the seams between the shards.]
I couldn't let you go.