[ Normally he'd argue and dig his heels in further but, well, there's a simple reason he doesn't want to be the first in, a simple reason he doesn't want to be pushed away, closed in, made helpless again like before.
(It's a weakness. He shouldn't reveal it. It's something that can be used against him.
But if he doesn't say it, if Avery guesses it, then it's not saying it out loud. Then it's fine. Maybe.) ]
Fine. Fine. [ He's not a child any more; it's been years, decades. Surely - surely - he can face this spectre that's always clung to him, this faceless thing that haunted him throughout his childhood. ] Then I stay out here. With you.
[ The knife is in his hand before he even consciously thinks about it. The crashing noises in the distance are getting closer. ]
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(It's a weakness. He shouldn't reveal it. It's something that can be used against him.
But if he doesn't say it, if Avery guesses it, then it's not saying it out loud. Then it's fine. Maybe.) ]
Fine. Fine. [ He's not a child any more; it's been years, decades. Surely - surely - he can face this spectre that's always clung to him, this faceless thing that haunted him throughout his childhood. ] Then I stay out here. With you.
[ The knife is in his hand before he even consciously thinks about it. The crashing noises in the distance are getting closer. ]