[ Would he die alone? He doesn't know. He doesn't know anything about how he'll die. He doesn't know anything about what will happen. Jinx hasn't told him, only hinted at the aftermath. At the Council, being blown up (that's his girl), this child quieted everything that had been such chaos between them.
He'll be left alone, in the end. He knows that. Not of his own volition, not of his own control. It was never his own control.
He looks so tired. Why does he look so tired? He barely slept as is. Why does he look like that? What could leave him so exhausted?
Does he understand? The kind of person he was? Fixers weren't meant to have things for long. Neither were crimelords. These were weaknesses, these kinds of connections. This was a vulnerability. He did not doubt that the people here couldn't take him away from him β Silco had always had a penchant for strength β but he knew the truth, he was a weakness. Vergilius could so easily do exactly he same as everyone else has done. ]
Me? [ He had never even made that choice. It had always been made for him. ]
I didn't ask you to join me, only to plan to toss you aside later.
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He'll be left alone, in the end. He knows that. Not of his own volition, not of his own control. It was never his own control.
He looks so tired. Why does he look so tired? He barely slept as is. Why does he look like that? What could leave him so exhausted?
Does he understand? The kind of person he was? Fixers weren't meant to have things for long. Neither were crimelords. These were weaknesses, these kinds of connections. This was a vulnerability. He did not doubt that the people here couldn't take him away from him β Silco had always had a penchant for strength β but he knew the truth, he was a weakness. Vergilius could so easily do exactly he same as everyone else has done. ]
Me? [ He had never even made that choice. It had always been made for him. ]
I didn't ask you to join me, only to plan to toss you aside later.