[ it's... illogical, to his brain. He, as he is now--not the man who'd suffered at the hands of a dozen demons out for his blood. Who desperately begged to be saved, who survived only by sheer determination to stay alive. who blamed a mother who didn't know where he was, and a child who, like him, couldn't possibly fight back the onslaught that chased him down for his blood. for his father's blood. ]
You were a damn child. [ his voice is hushed, unbelievably so--like raising his voice any octaves would cause the man to scatter into dust in his hands. ] If you were with me, you would have died too, you goddamn idiot.
[ this is meant to be reassuring, but what with how his shoulders shake, his voice slipping into that vaguely accented tone--
hold it together. reign it in. ]
Died, no. No, I do not think I died there. Something else happened. [ the memory cut there. maybe it was for the best.
he's going to let out another short, manic laugh. ]
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[ it's... illogical, to his brain. He, as he is now--not the man who'd suffered at the hands of a dozen demons out for his blood. Who desperately begged to be saved, who survived only by sheer determination to stay alive. who blamed a mother who didn't know where he was, and a child who, like him, couldn't possibly fight back the onslaught that chased him down for his blood. for his father's blood. ]
You were a damn child. [ his voice is hushed, unbelievably so--like raising his voice any octaves would cause the man to scatter into dust in his hands. ] If you were with me, you would have died too, you goddamn idiot.
[ this is meant to be reassuring, but what with how his shoulders shake, his voice slipping into that vaguely accented tone--
hold it together. reign it in. ]
Died, no. No, I do not think I died there. Something else happened. [ the memory cut there. maybe it was for the best.
he's going to let out another short, manic laugh. ]
We really are 'devils' after all.