[ That's all right. Wolfwood has enough anger for both of them. ]
I know that! [ He can't stop his gaze from flicking to the metal cap over Livio's ear, the lines on his face... can't help thinking about the glow behind his Livio's eye, and imagining all the electronics they must have stuffed inside his brain. Only with Livio would his anger sound so much like grief -- only Livio, only somebody who understands, gets to see just how much sorrow and regret he has over what was done to that sweet little kid. ] Don't you think I know that? What they did to him... to you...
[ Fuck. He can't hold still, has to move, to pace, one hand tangled so tightly in his own hair that he's going to rip himself a bald spot if he's not careful. ]
But if he's dead then that's over, so everybody needs to stop saying he's still alive!
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I know that! [ He can't stop his gaze from flicking to the metal cap over Livio's ear, the lines on his face... can't help thinking about the glow behind his Livio's eye, and imagining all the electronics they must have stuffed inside his brain. Only with Livio would his anger sound so much like grief -- only Livio, only somebody who understands, gets to see just how much sorrow and regret he has over what was done to that sweet little kid. ] Don't you think I know that? What they did to him... to you...
[ Fuck. He can't hold still, has to move, to pace, one hand tangled so tightly in his own hair that he's going to rip himself a bald spot if he's not careful. ]
But if he's dead then that's over, so everybody needs to stop saying he's still alive!