Date: 2018-04-10 11:59 pm (UTC)
warriorscribe: (Too much to bear)
The spirit, the- I'm...

[He sniffles, trying to stop crying. The victim he's thinking of is the presence, who were they in the collective? But everything else Beckett's said, there's so many thoughts he needs to get out, and he doesn't have the capacity to weave them into anything but abrupt starts through new, lurching sobs as he abandons the distressing tangent entirely.]

You're right, it's...as I said, it's, what we got was more valuable. No matter how much it hurt, it, the lesson it taught and the reference to- to reality...

It's why I still want- most of your risks are ones I would take for myself. And the ones that I wouldn't...please consider...

[He trails off into shivering breaths, focusing on getting his tears and his own rambling pain under control. The tears, he manages. The pained rambling, not quite so much.]

I would go. Even if you think I wouldn't. Even if it involves harm to you. I can't inflict it, but- I want to be there for you after.
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