[ it’s sick to be relieved that gen acknowledges the difference. dextera knows it is. gen wouldn’t distinguish them if he was happy, which means—
he shifts his weight from one foot to the other, standing with some distance but not enough that it would be impossible to reach out and touch gen at any time. dextera shouldn’t feel this way about someone he genuinely cares for, but it would be unbearable to watch someone claw themselves out of a grave he thought they were sharing. ]
…then that’s okay.
[ it is, in all the meanings the statement holds. ]
I can still see you. We aren’t enemies. That’s all that matters.
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he shifts his weight from one foot to the other, standing with some distance but not enough that it would be impossible to reach out and touch gen at any time. dextera shouldn’t feel this way about someone he genuinely cares for, but it would be unbearable to watch someone claw themselves out of a grave he thought they were sharing. ]
…then that’s okay.
[ it is, in all the meanings the statement holds. ]
I can still see you. We aren’t enemies. That’s all that matters.