[It was a mistake, replying to this. He shouldn't have done it. He should have let it be, walked away. Maker, he can't bear to be in the same room as her. How can he expect to have a conversation with her?
He's made a habit of it recently. Pushing people away. He's starting to feel lonely, but it's not exactly a rare emotion for him. Crushing loneliness is par for the course for him. It's just how he's supposed to be.
He lets the silence hang, for a moment. He misses being able to talk to her about anything. How she could show up and make him smile with some foolish comment or action. He misses her so much it aches. The feeling of betrayal runs deeper, though. He can't do this. ]
[ She curses herself for hoping for more than this, for thinking there was even the slightest possibility it would be different. Everything is too far gone for that, to shattered and broken. He can't be in the same room as who, why did she think he could possibly stomach holding a conversation with her? Still she sits with a lump in her throat, with things she wants to desperately say but can't.
She hates it, this suffocating silence. Unable to speak like they used too, unable to breathe. Stuck with a longing that doesn't fade. An aching hole in her chest she desperately wants to fill. That she doesn't deserve to fill.
It's your fault, all of it. You did this to yourself. ]
Fen─ [ The words catch in her throat. ] I... right.
[A part of him wants to continue speaking to her. A rebellious, traitorous part of him. But he knows it cannot be. Not yet. Perhaps not ever. He doesn't know. He wishes he did, that he could give her something, anything. But he can't...and he won't.
He stares at the communicator for a moment, before letting out a steady exhale, turning it off. ]
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[It was a mistake, replying to this. He shouldn't have done it. He should have let it be, walked away. Maker, he can't bear to be in the same room as her. How can he expect to have a conversation with her?
He's made a habit of it recently. Pushing people away. He's starting to feel lonely, but it's not exactly a rare emotion for him. Crushing loneliness is par for the course for him. It's just how he's supposed to be.
He lets the silence hang, for a moment. He misses being able to talk to her about anything. How she could show up and make him smile with some foolish comment or action. He misses her so much it aches. The feeling of betrayal runs deeper, though. He can't do this. ]
...I will let you get back to it, then.
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She hates it, this suffocating silence. Unable to speak like they used too, unable to breathe. Stuck with a longing that doesn't fade. An aching hole in her chest she desperately wants to fill. That she doesn't deserve to fill.
It's your fault, all of it. You did this to yourself. ]
Fen─ [ The words catch in her throat. ] I... right.
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He stares at the communicator for a moment, before letting out a steady exhale, turning it off. ]