[ It takes her aback for a moment. It is more than she thought she would receive from him. It is more than she thought he felt for her, but once the shock settles, she smiles something almost sad and wistful, looking down at where his hand rests on her top of hers. ]
It seems all I can do now is add to your sadness.
[ She cannot be sorry for the actions she is about to take when she's steadfast in her choice, but she does wish in some ways, it didn't have to be this way. ]
The weight you must bear because of what you know will come to pass tonight and tomorrow....
[ Because she knows people have come to tell him so much, too much maybe. ]
I...
[ Perhaps that hesitation is telling enough even if it is a thought she won't finish, even if it is a thought she shouldn't finish. ]
Thank you for knowing me, for acknowledging me, even if doing so is painful.
[his voice is soft then, in the quiet of the first aid room. there are many things that he doesn't find all that true - jeanne does far more than add to his sadness, and the weight that he carries doesn't feel all too heavy. it is nothing he is not accustomed to, because he knows that this is what comes with being trusted.
this is what comes with existing with others, and having them look to you. this is one of the few things that he can do, with the time and ability that he has.
but more than that:]
You needn't thank me for anything like that.
Not when the privilege of knowing you, and being able to realize that someone like you exists - far outweighs any hardship or pain.
[this story is not a happy one.
but to know that there is someone who would exist for the sake of others, who does so not because of any divine right but because it is simply what exists in her heart.... it is something that he is lucky to get to behold - and he has no intention of looking away.]
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It seems all I can do now is add to your sadness.
[ She cannot be sorry for the actions she is about to take when she's steadfast in her choice, but she does wish in some ways, it didn't have to be this way. ]
The weight you must bear because of what you know will come to pass tonight and tomorrow....
[ Because she knows people have come to tell him so much, too much maybe. ]
I...
[ Perhaps that hesitation is telling enough even if it is a thought she won't finish, even if it is a thought she shouldn't finish. ]
Thank you for knowing me, for acknowledging me, even if doing so is painful.
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No, that's not true either.
[his voice is soft then, in the quiet of the first aid room. there are many things that he doesn't find all that true - jeanne does far more than add to his sadness, and the weight that he carries doesn't feel all too heavy. it is nothing he is not accustomed to, because he knows that this is what comes with being trusted.
this is what comes with existing with others, and having them look to you. this is one of the few things that he can do, with the time and ability that he has.
but more than that:]
You needn't thank me for anything like that.
Not when the privilege of knowing you, and being able to realize that someone like you exists - far outweighs any hardship or pain.
[this story is not a happy one.
but to know that there is someone who would exist for the sake of others, who does so not because of any divine right but because it is simply what exists in her heart.... it is something that he is lucky to get to behold - and he has no intention of looking away.]