[ falco goes quiet at the question and that may just as well be his response: a small nod into the legs he’s propped his head and arms into after he’s finished his soup and placed it on the nightstand was an affirmation. yes, he had wanted to do it to save someone. it didn’t happen the way he’d expected, and it still didn’t save her. ]
If there’s a way . . . I want it to be here.
[ he almost says: I want to stay here, but it doesn’t come up yet. he doesn’t have the courage to say it out loud again, and . . . it makes him feel like a tremendous coward. he’s letting everyone down, even when there’s nothing else he could do back home. there was nothing left but loneliness, even if they did win.
there was no reason why they should keep fighting (but they still did). yet, his cheeks go green under his sleeves when he decides to speak again and says this: ]
I want . . . To stay here with you. For a really long time.
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If there’s a way . . . I want it to be here.
[ he almost says: I want to stay here, but it doesn’t come up yet. he doesn’t have the courage to say it out loud again, and . . . it makes him feel like a tremendous coward. he’s letting everyone down, even when there’s nothing else he could do back home. there was nothing left but loneliness, even if they did win.
there was no reason why they should keep fighting (but they still did). yet, his cheeks go green under his sleeves when he decides to speak again and says this: ]
I want . . . To stay here with you. For a really long time.