[ — of it being any sort of threat in this dream, of it hurting them, hurting her. If anything, it feels like a hovering, glowing ghost of sorts, but at the very least he's got a name for it now: Morozova's stag. Strange how some things can become quiet, unseen companions, destined for each other.
He won't comment about whether or not it's necessary to fix her, about whether it's possible at all if her protests are true. (He doesn't think they are anyway. In his experience, very, very few are beyond saving or help, and it's that small sliver that he clings to like a lifeline and Alina isn't forgone by any means.) But whatever he says, it wouldn't amount to meaning much, not if she doesn't believe it herself.
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[ — of it being any sort of threat in this dream, of it hurting them, hurting her. If anything, it feels like a hovering, glowing ghost of sorts, but at the very least he's got a name for it now: Morozova's stag. Strange how some things can become quiet, unseen companions, destined for each other.
He won't comment about whether or not it's necessary to fix her, about whether it's possible at all if her protests are true. (He doesn't think they are anyway. In his experience, very, very few are beyond saving or help, and it's that small sliver that he clings to like a lifeline and Alina isn't forgone by any means.) But whatever he says, it wouldn't amount to meaning much, not if she doesn't believe it herself.
So, for now, a question: ]
It was real once, then? This stag?