[He avoids DiMA's eyes once more, the smoke in his hand shaking as his hand trembles.]
Someone like us needed to go. [He'd insisted that then, and he does so again now.] I'm the one who's supposed to be leading the Guard, setting the example of what we do for this city. I'm the one who's been in Hadriel long enough to build a life here, one that's mine,, and no one else's.
[Too close. He pulls in a breath, bringing his cigarette back to his lips. The city doesn't need him so much as he needs it, and everyone he's come to know because of it.]
And I know how that sounds. That should've been a good enough reason for me to not go, but I couldn't stand the thought of you or Oscar or anyone else dying because I didn't go. It had to be me.
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Someone like us needed to go. [He'd insisted that then, and he does so again now.] I'm the one who's supposed to be leading the Guard, setting the example of what we do for this city. I'm the one who's been in Hadriel long enough to build a life here, one that's mine,, and no one else's.
[Too close. He pulls in a breath, bringing his cigarette back to his lips. The city doesn't need him so much as he needs it, and everyone he's come to know because of it.]
And I know how that sounds. That should've been a good enough reason for me to not go, but I couldn't stand the thought of you or Oscar or anyone else dying because I didn't go. It had to be me.