everyonelives | why is it you always get to sit in the shade

I mean he left your body with his assistant and fucking disappeared. Someone or something severed the connection between you and him, so you're not actually doing anything. You're just stuck, useless and unconscious.

[She should probably be nicer to him, but at the same time, she's frustrated and irritated for the reckless choices he's taking. He still has a life to live, and can do all the things people should want to do. And instead he's throwing his life away for her with poor choices.

She is the one who deserves to be reckless and take risks. She's the one already dying. And she didn't ask him to do this.]

He's not - ( His volume goes up first out of frustration, because he's being attacked, because he did what he thought was right - but he catches himself, because this is not the volume hill he should die on. And even though he did what he did and that was his choice, she gets to express her feelings about it. ) his assistant.

( She already knows, he doesn't have to reiterate this. )

I did it for you. If he helped --

I didn't ask you to! You don't get to say you did this for me like it's some kind of great virtue when I never asked this if you, nor did you consult me before you decided to throw your life away. So don't put this on me, or tell me that I can't be pissed about it.

[Because she will. And she can't really say for sure whether it actually helped, given that she's been fairly asymptomatic as of late. Still, she's angry, and she's going to keep yelling until she feels better.]

You get that the guy you signed up with tends to kill the people he makes deals with, right? Might not have been right now, or tomorrow, or next week even, but eventually, you would die and he would find another desperate human juice box to suck on.

I read the op.

( It felt straightforward. It felt like he could finally do good, good enough to make their father proud, but Barnet wasn't an easy mark. And H had made him a telepathic offer. It was easy to disappear. It was a no-brainer to do everything he could.

He'd spent years trying to find something that could help - yes, without her blessing - that he finally felt like he had.

It didn't matter that he might die in the process. )

Just like I don't tell you what to do with your personal life, you can't tell me what to do with mine. You didn't ask. I'm going to stand by and let this happen? Again? You remember what it was like with dad. Mom couldn't handle it. We could barely handle it.

( ...He, too. )

And do you honestly think I'm just letting myself waste away and not exploring my options?

[Why do you think she's hanging out with that particular Original vampire, Jules? Think about it.]

You didn't ask either. But what's the point of me surviving this if you're dead too? You are all I have left!

You have a life to lead, Kier! You're young. Too young to have to worry -- It's better when two people are exploring options, one is bound to work.

( Not in this case, so, no point there. But. In other... cases. He just can't think of any right now. )

I don't care if you look. Just talk to me before you go making an executive decision on my behalf. Can you do that?

[Communicate. That's all she wants. And she will spend her time being ninety percent less mad.]

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