Don't. It's all right. It would have been the same for anyone, right? It's been two weeks. It's so silly to think...it's foolish to think anyone would know each other well.
I didn't know him well. [There's a long heaving sigh, with it the threat of tears. She keeps them at bay with quick blinks and even breaths, though they may return at any moment.] That's the whole problem. I barely got time to know him at all.
And he never told me that he suffering like that. I didn't know until last night. How can I claim to be...it's silly that I'm in here still, making a fuss. I don't know these people.
[Luke. Dahut. Scien. Viktor, and now Eunhyuk. They tug at her heart with different hooks, near equal pulls in opposing directions, and yet they shouldn't have any sway on her at all.]
Really? [There's a sniff. How inelegant. She pats at her nose, but now tears fall anew, even if she's keeping her voice even and her eyes on him.] You don't think I'm being selfish?
[She quiets, still watching him tearfully as her thoughts sift and settle.]
Yes. I think so. [A lump rises in her throat and she only just batters it down.] Dying is a very lonely thing. Even when you're in a place you know. I just didn't want him...I didn't want them to feel alone when they left us.
Nobody should be. [She offers him a smile.] But sometimes, we don't get to choose our fates.
[He has such kind eyes. Very much the brooding type, he is, and so keen to keep a tight lip. She didn't imagine it would be him sitting next to her now, willingly or otherwise.
Her hand finds his and gives it a soft squeeze.]
Thank you, Arthur. For talking to me. And for staying.
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But you did, I take it. I am - sorry you were forced into this.
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Don't. It's all right. It would have been the same for anyone, right? It's been two weeks. It's so silly to think...it's foolish to think anyone would know each other well.
I barely got to talk to Viktor, even.
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Would it have been the same for anyone? I... do not presume to know him as well as - you seemed to.
[he leaves it unsaid, but he wishes he could have taken this burden for her, given that.]
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And he never told me that he suffering like that. I didn't know until last night. How can I claim to be...it's silly that I'm in here still, making a fuss. I don't know these people.
[Luke. Dahut. Scien. Viktor, and now Eunhyuk. They tug at her heart with different hooks, near equal pulls in opposing directions, and yet they shouldn't have any sway on her at all.]
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Miss Du Prix, if I may - it is a strength to cry over people you may not know well, not a weakness.
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I'm not certain how it could be selfish. Rather, I think... most people would hope someone would care, if they should pass away. Wouldn't you?
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Yes. I think so. [A lump rises in her throat and she only just batters it down.] Dying is a very lonely thing. Even when you're in a place you know. I just didn't want him...I didn't want them to feel alone when they left us.
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You were... remarkably strong. But you should not have been forced to be. I'm sorry, Miss Du Prix.
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Nobody should be. [She offers him a smile.] But sometimes, we don't get to choose our fates.
[He has such kind eyes. Very much the brooding type, he is, and so keen to keep a tight lip. She didn't imagine it would be him sitting next to her now, willingly or otherwise.
Her hand finds his and gives it a soft squeeze.]
Thank you, Arthur. For talking to me. And for staying.
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well, regardless.]
It's nothing.
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[Whether he likes it or not, this is a true kindness he has paid her. Something she hopes to repay one day.
She only hopes there'll be enough time to do so.]