[ Sheβs seen only fragments of what Silcoβs capable of, and only through the gallery of stolen memories. He knows more of her than she of him, and she knows thatβs by design.
Shadowheart has given him more, when she perhaps should have been more careful. And still she thinks of how he was the one she went to, after forsaking her goddess; how he stayed with her, something like gentleness in him in the aftermath, when he didnβt have to be gentle. That same gentleness in the fragment of memory where she was young and frightened, and he thought her someone else. ]
I understand how much she means to you. Iβm sorry.
What would you have done, had I asked you instead?
[ Whatever capacity for gentleness he retains in this mess dwindles at her response, his inclination to trust her β to give her more of himself β eroded by her choice in company and her decision to involve Jinx. Not all the way, when she offers him an apology, but I'm sorry is different from I won't.
He sighs, looking down at his phone. It doesn't matter now. Deleted. Then: ]
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Don't involve her again. I've said my piece. I won't repeat myself.
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Shadowheart has given him more, when she perhaps should have been more careful. And still she thinks of how he was the one she went to, after forsaking her goddess; how he stayed with her, something like gentleness in him in the aftermath, when he didnβt have to be gentle. That same gentleness in the fragment of memory where she was young and frightened, and he thought her someone else. ]
I understand how much she means to you. Iβm sorry.
What would you have done, had I asked you instead?
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He sighs, looking down at his phone. It doesn't matter now. Deleted. Then: ]
Ask me next time, and you'll find out.