whatsina_name: (Phillip [Listening])
Phillip Durand ([personal profile] whatsina_name) wrote in [personal profile] travelerscurse 2021-06-09 07:04 pm (UTC)

Phillip has, officially, lost the entire thread of this conversation. “You are worried about me,” he says, and part of it is a question because surely that can’t be right, but he can’t think of any other way to interpret that.

He raises his free hand to his face, and it’s likely not clear what emotion drives it, frustration or bafflement or annoyance. “Why do you think I am here?” he asks, and the tone of his voice does not clear up anything, “Do you think I did not know that you would die long, long, long before me? I have already made that choice, that being around those whose lives are so utterly fleeting as all of yours is preferable to being alone.”

He drops his hand, and while the curve of his face is closer to annoyed, his eyes are different, filled with depths of sadness. “I have watched those I care for die before,” he says, and there’s clearly more to that but he’s not getting into it now, “I don’t enjoy it, certainly, but having nothing is not better. I can only try to keep you with me as long as possible.”

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