[ that doesn't make her feel any better... if they're willing to go through it themselves they shouldn't drag anyone else into it. no matter how desperate they are.
before she can think of anything to say, kind of floundering helplessly with how much she hates that: another memory. a memory of a facility. ]
[There's no escaping the memories playing out between them, so he doesn't even try to pretend like it's possible to politely look away. He takes in what he sees--a cold, sterile cage and "for the greater good" and glimpse of the risks, the cost, the future--
When it ends, he doesn't speak right away. But eventually--]
[That and the risk, but he figures he's been obvious enough about his paranoia that he doesn't need to mention it.
And beyond that, the idea of being bound to yet another thing, of having his fate taken out of his hands and tied to someone else--it's not a choice he's willing to make. At least not here.]
[He nods in return; that makes perfect sense to him.]
I didn't think anyone would be. [The dangers of it seemed so incredibly obvious, to him.] Not this soon, anyway.
[A last-ditch effort to get out of here alive, sure, he could see why people might grab desperately at it then. But anything else, even dire circumstances back home? It's not worth it. But he'd heard others didn't feel the same way, so he'd wondered if Ashlyn, too, was tempted.]
Mm. [If others want to, he can't stop them from throwing their lives away, but--] It's not worth it.
[Whatever's going on in her world, in that facility she's stuck in--maybe there's no escape, no fix without outside help like that wish. But he respects her choice, and thinks she's smart for it.]
[He nods--and goes quiet after that, honestly. There's nothing more he really has to say; he's not one to push for details or ask invasive, personal questions, except under rare circumstances. There's nothing he can do for her, so to him, this is kindness: acknowledging that he saw what he did, but letting her keep the rest to herself unless she chooses otherwise.]
[ she appreciates it. she's not above being touched that people are checking on her, but she doesn't like all the fuss. so we may simply vibe quietly again........ ]
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before she can think of anything to say, kind of floundering helplessly with how much she hates that: another memory. a memory of a facility. ]
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When it ends, he doesn't speak right away. But eventually--]
Are you looking for your partner here?
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Are you?
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[That and the risk, but he figures he's been obvious enough about his paranoia that he doesn't need to mention it.
And beyond that, the idea of being bound to yet another thing, of having his fate taken out of his hands and tied to someone else--it's not a choice he's willing to make. At least not here.]
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I'm not either. Getting home empty-handed would be better than not making it home at all because I died on a gamble for more.
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I didn't think anyone would be. [The dangers of it seemed so incredibly obvious, to him.] Not this soon, anyway.
[A last-ditch effort to get out of here alive, sure, he could see why people might grab desperately at it then. But anything else, even dire circumstances back home? It's not worth it. But he'd heard others didn't feel the same way, so he'd wondered if Ashlyn, too, was tempted.]
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But—a gamble is a gamble.
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[Whatever's going on in her world, in that facility she's stuck in--maybe there's no escape, no fix without outside help like that wish. But he respects her choice, and thinks she's smart for it.]
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