[he wants to deny that it was how it was supposed to go, but... it was. All predetermined.
He always found that fact oddly comforting. Not so much, right now. He bites back the instinct to answer- he can't lie. But he is not compelled to speak when asked]
...
I think... I understand now. Thank you.
[He whispers, feeling ill with it. He won't be able to do his task. He won't be able to report in and have someone else do it. The wheels can't be stopped, but he has no right now to try and reset them himself]
I ... I am sorry. I really am. Pretend... this never happened, and live well. I won't bother you again.
[She is still doomed, certainly. But these few months are ones she never would have had, and it could be months more before things are settled.]
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He always found that fact oddly comforting. Not so much, right now. He bites back the instinct to answer- he can't lie. But he is not compelled to speak when asked]
...
I think... I understand now. Thank you.
[He whispers, feeling ill with it. He won't be able to do his task. He won't be able to report in and have someone else do it. The wheels can't be stopped, but he has no right now to try and reset them himself]
I ... I am sorry. I really am. Pretend... this never happened, and live well. I won't bother you again.
[She is still doomed, certainly. But these few months are ones she never would have had, and it could be months more before things are settled.]