[Lune isn’t going to hide that, because they know almost everything that happens within this space. He’d seen what she’d done, and was hopeless to interfere. Whether through words, or action, he was left without option.]
However I maintain that I have seen greater atrocities in my time -
I suppose I would only like to know why you have acted as you have... Would you tell me?
[that much is sincere - and his hand doesn't waver from where it's offered out to her, palm up. but it remains - he's seen greater atrocities committed, and stood at the side of worse people when they committed them.]
I worry after you -
You seek happiness, don't you? I only hope to see your happiness realized.
[ Four wants happiness. She aches for it, but even she doesn't know what could grant her it, if anything could. She has ideas in her head, dreams of a past that was happy, dreams of a past that she doesn't know is fake and implanted. It's a dream that can never be realized.
Her heart is full of holes, dark and gaping and twisted.
She doesn't believe him. A part of her wants to—the part of her that yearns for love and affection—but what do his hopes and wishes do for her? What have her own hopes and wishes done for her? Nothing. Nothing nothing NOTHING.
What she did was right, wasn't it? It was fine, wasn't it? It is fine. It isn't fine. Everyone else is still alive, and her life is still in danger. She's always in danger.
She smiles, something fragile and brittle, and she takes his hand. Still, it would be nice to pretend, after she murdered and got away with it. Lune says he'd stay with her and he wants her happiness.... ]
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[Lune isn’t going to hide that, because they know almost everything that happens within this space. He’d seen what she’d done, and was hopeless to interfere. Whether through words, or action, he was left without option.]
However I maintain that I have seen greater atrocities in my time -
I suppose I would only like to know why you have acted as you have... Would you tell me?
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Four looks away from him, as she figures out how to answer him. ]
Would you believe me if I said I felt that it was the right thing to do?
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[Lune can’t seem to think about what that might be - it’s not as if he’s ever acted offensively toward her.]
There are many versions of what is to be seen as right in this world.
Did Swift Wind do something to offend you?
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[ But almost everything she says is a lie in some way, shape, or form. ]
... He can't help what he does when he's corrupted.
[ That answers nothing, but that's the answer she gives. ]
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And yet he's gone.
[that's the fact, and it was four's doing, even though she doesn't disclose why.]
... are you still afraid of me, dear Four?
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[ That is a fact, and it's not a fact Four regrets. ]
Dear—? I'm... [ She takes a step away from him. Is that answer enough? ] Afraid isn't the right word.
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lune watches her for a moment before holding a hand out to her, patiently. there is no further insistence, but it is there if she wishes to take it.]
... I do not plan on going anywhere.
As long as you desire me at your side, then that is where I shall be.
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No matter what? No matter what I do, no matter how I feel, would you promise to stay with me?
[ Her tone isn't hopeful, but it is wondering. Her expression is placid, almost scarily so. ]
You won't turn around and call for my death?
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[that much is sincere - and his hand doesn't waver from where it's offered out to her, palm up. but it remains - he's seen greater atrocities committed, and stood at the side of worse people when they committed them.]
I worry after you -
You seek happiness, don't you? I only hope to see your happiness realized.
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Her heart is full of holes, dark and gaping and twisted.
She doesn't believe him. A part of her wants to—the part of her that yearns for love and affection—but what do his hopes and wishes do for her? What have her own hopes and wishes done for her? Nothing. Nothing nothing NOTHING.
What she did was right, wasn't it? It was fine, wasn't it? It is fine. It isn't fine. Everyone else is still alive, and her life is still in danger. She's always in danger.
She smiles, something fragile and brittle, and she takes his hand. Still, it would be nice to pretend, after she murdered and got away with it. Lune says he'd stay with her and he wants her happiness.... ]
My happiness might not align with others.
[ Will she be happy once everyone is dead? ]