His mind tracks the same channel as hers, brows rising in a kind of firm yet defensive expression.
"If there were something you could do, don't you think you would have already done it?" he counters. "I would have done it? It doesn't-- I don't think it works that way, Citra. I don't."
He's stuck in a corner with no way out. He's past the point of pretending that nothing happened out of the ordinary back home, that he's simply doing his duty of gleaning the ungleanable and evil. But, if there's one fact he's got on his side, it's that things are so horrible that Citra couldn't possibly guess at what truly happened.
"I got into trouble. I got into a recovery center. I got out. To here. I think. I assume. I woke up here, not there, so for all I know there are BladeGuards waiting for me."
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Date: 2019-04-02 10:25 pm (UTC)From:"If there were something you could do, don't you think you would have already done it?" he counters. "I would have done it? It doesn't-- I don't think it works that way, Citra. I don't."
He's stuck in a corner with no way out. He's past the point of pretending that nothing happened out of the ordinary back home, that he's simply doing his duty of gleaning the ungleanable and evil. But, if there's one fact he's got on his side, it's that things are so horrible that Citra couldn't possibly guess at what truly happened.
"I got into trouble. I got into a recovery center. I got out. To here. I think. I assume. I woke up here, not there, so for all I know there are BladeGuards waiting for me."