[ What is he talking about? Did he remember COST, then? Achilles half-expects him to bolt rather than engage him further. He's at a disadvantage, and he certainly won't trust that Achilles won't bark orders at him when he's under the effect of those drugs.
He's afraid, isn't he? The desperation in his voice is palpable. ]
Hei... [ God dammit. Why is this filling him with dread? There is a weight in his chest that has wound him tight, and it's familiar. He felt this way when he'd been confronted with his teacher during the War, realizing they were enemies. ]
I don't want to fight you. I can take you somewhere safe. We can talk.
[ Because out here, they're being watched from every corner. There are eyes on them both now. Should he be deflecting? ]
I'm sorry for hurting you! [ Can he make this out to be a lover's quarrel? ]
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He's afraid, isn't he? The desperation in his voice is palpable. ]
Hei... [ God dammit. Why is this filling him with dread? There is a weight in his chest that has wound him tight, and it's familiar. He felt this way when he'd been confronted with his teacher during the War, realizing they were enemies. ]
I don't want to fight you. I can take you somewhere safe. We can talk.
[ Because out here, they're being watched from every corner. There are eyes on them both now. Should he be deflecting? ]
I'm sorry for hurting you! [ Can he make this out to be a lover's quarrel? ]