Yes, but I won't tire easily of compliments. I'm glad you're well.
I have seen him, and it is worrying. It will be survived, thank goodness. Granted, survival always leaves its remnants, and there's no clear solution to the root issue.
I know I'm preaching to the choir, here, but I just -
I hate seeing him made helpless again. Trapped in a place like this, by people like this.
I know he won't stop pushing back, and I wouldn't want him to, not really. But they know exactly how to punish us, don't they?Exactly which buttons to push, to screw us up the most.
Terrifyingly so. They have access to these things, and they remain so unreachable... There's been nothing like it that I've experienced, how perfectly they've supposedly filled in every crack in their armor.
I cannot ask him to stop fighting, either. I understand it. Wishing that he would spare himself in one way dictates that he must sacrifice himself in another.
I'm worried there is truly nothing to be done. I do not know.
At this point I'm leaning towards reality warpers.
[ Which is never a fun time. ]
I'm glad he's not trying to isolate himself, at least. He's found people here, he's had you, now he has us - it's never going to feel like enough, but it matters.
Except, of course, that I just keep thinking about what happens if we just disappear.
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[ Yes, but that isn't the point. ]
It wasn't pleasant, but I'm okay. More worried about Logan than anything. (You've seen him, right, since...?)
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I have seen him, and it is worrying. It will be survived, thank goodness. Granted, survival always leaves its remnants, and there's no clear solution to the root issue.
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I hate seeing him made helpless again. Trapped in a place like this, by people like this.
I know he won't stop pushing back, and I wouldn't want him to, not really. But they know exactly how to punish us, don't they?Exactly which buttons to push, to screw us up the most.
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I cannot ask him to stop fighting, either. I understand it. Wishing that he would spare himself in one way dictates that he must sacrifice himself in another.
I'm worried there is truly nothing to be done. I do not know.
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[ Which is never a fun time. ]
I'm glad he's not trying to isolate himself, at least. He's found people here, he's had you, now he has us - it's never going to feel like enough, but it matters.
Except, of course, that I just keep thinking about what happens if we just disappear.
...Did you know Laura, back home?
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