[There's tension in his posture, his voice as cold as his eyes—even if there's a roiling heat in his chest, rocking like a storm at sea. Words and thoughts he kept buried now clawing their way out, burned hotter by the doubts he didn't want to have.
Wanted her to prove him wrong.]
Or was I just another ticket to survival to you?
[What they had back in Waleod...was complicated to be sure. Questionable, perhaps. Yet at no point did he take her lightly. At no point was he insincere, regardless of his own initial hesitations.
At no point did he ever really regret that time they spent together, rightly or wrongly.
For it had all been genuine in the end—which made her own betrayal hurt more than he would be ever willing to admit.]
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[There's tension in his posture, his voice as cold as his eyes—even if there's a roiling heat in his chest, rocking like a storm at sea. Words and thoughts he kept buried now clawing their way out, burned hotter by the doubts he didn't want to have.
Wanted her to prove him wrong.]
Or was I just another ticket to survival to you?
[What they had back in Waleod...was complicated to be sure. Questionable, perhaps. Yet at no point did he take her lightly. At no point was he insincere, regardless of his own initial hesitations.
At no point did he ever really regret that time they spent together, rightly or wrongly.
For it had all been genuine in the end—which made her own betrayal hurt more than he would be ever willing to admit.]