Yeah. I left. [ he leans back, visibly chagrined. this is not a conversation he thought of having with his son. ever. ] I was stupid. I thought she'd be better off somehow.
[ he claps his hands over his knees, elbows jutting out. it had felt necessary. he couldn't stand the eyes with which leia looked at him: grieving and wanting and full of something he didn't peer at too closely because that meant taking a longer look at himself. running was always easier. ]
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Yeah. I left. [ he leans back, visibly chagrined. this is not a conversation he thought of having with his son. ever. ] I was stupid. I thought she'd be better off somehow.
[ he claps his hands over his knees, elbows jutting out. it had felt necessary. he couldn't stand the eyes with which leia looked at him: grieving and wanting and full of something he didn't peer at too closely because that meant taking a longer look at himself. running was always easier. ]