[He snorts a humorless laugh at that, but doesn't rise to the bait in her voice. To the implication she throws at him - so many accusations. It's enough to sit here, in the silence and the soft sounds of their shared breathing and just-- think.
And he's back in Scorpion's bend again, the endless dead sands and the perpetual, gnawing loneliness. The sinking realization that this is all he will ever have, the destiny he has worked so hard for, has sacrificed everything to.
But even in his own mind, he can't defend the loss of thousands in pursuit of his own, selfish happiness. Or even the chance of having that.]
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And he's back in Scorpion's bend again, the endless dead sands and the perpetual, gnawing loneliness. The sinking realization that this is all he will ever have, the destiny he has worked so hard for, has sacrificed everything to.
But even in his own mind, he can't defend the loss of thousands in pursuit of his own, selfish happiness. Or even the chance of having that.]