[ There was a time when Maine would have never considered being anything but a soldier. A time when he would've been even more lost and bewildered by choosing a job than he is now. But that was when his purpose was crystal clear. That was before he resigned himself to never seeing the end of the war. Now? Now, he doesn't have a goddamn clue what to do.
He built a new life for himself once. Scraped together the ashes of his old existence and forged something new. Something that he wanted. Something he never meant to walk away from. Something that was his. Now, he's staring down the prospect of having to do it all over again.
It fucking sucks.
Maine is silent for a long moment. Thinking. Processing. Then he ducks his head in another nod. ]
Thanks.
[ Quieter than the first time he said it. More heartfelt. They're strangers, sure, but he appreciates Diana's input. ]
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He built a new life for himself once. Scraped together the ashes of his old existence and forged something new. Something that he wanted. Something he never meant to walk away from. Something that was his. Now, he's staring down the prospect of having to do it all over again.
It fucking sucks.
Maine is silent for a long moment. Thinking. Processing. Then he ducks his head in another nod. ]
Thanks.
[ Quieter than the first time he said it. More heartfelt. They're strangers, sure, but he appreciates Diana's input. ]