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[Alone. That's what he'd been when those Gur found him. It's what he's been ever since. Two hundred years, and even here, he can't stop himself from nursing along old wounds.

Or maybe he's more overwhelmed than he knows how to admit.]

It takes more than one person to dance when it comes to exploitation. So long as I keep every last wretched soul at arms' length, I won't have a problem.

[elegiaque]

( it's almost audible, the way something clicks into place for her. no wonder thranduil fucked him, she thinks; they're mirror images, she and astarion. she understands this, she thinks. )

This must be awful, ( after a pause. ) The facade is down and everyone can see how weak you are. I understand that. I just need you to know that everyone can see how pathetic it is, when you cling to it once it's exposed.

But it's your decision. I'll make it easy for you.

( the connection ends. )