[She shivers unseen, though she doesn't turn to face him in the darkness. No, she can't imagine that, not really, and she knows it. There's something relentless in his voice, but of course there is. She's having nightmares after a few weeks; she can't imagine having to live with this for two thousand years.
Could she stand it? But that's irrelevant. He has to, regardless of ability or willpower. He can't die, he can't even incapacitate himself, and so the only recourse left is to cope as best he can.]
That wasn't a concern.
[It really wasn't, because she doubts she could hurt his feelings so easily.]
Do you want me to? You keep suggesting it . . . does it make you uncomfortable to see me like this? Immortal and struggling with the very thing you struggle with . . . I'm the first one in an eternity to go through what you've gone through. I'm the only other person in all the worlds who's had a taste of what it is you've gone through.
[Now she turns, though she can't see him.]
You used to be a healer . . . do you want me to free myself purely because you yourself can never do such a thing? Or because you wish to save someone one last time?
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Could she stand it? But that's irrelevant. He has to, regardless of ability or willpower. He can't die, he can't even incapacitate himself, and so the only recourse left is to cope as best he can.]
That wasn't a concern.
[It really wasn't, because she doubts she could hurt his feelings so easily.]
Do you want me to? You keep suggesting it . . . does it make you uncomfortable to see me like this? Immortal and struggling with the very thing you struggle with . . . I'm the first one in an eternity to go through what you've gone through. I'm the only other person in all the worlds who's had a taste of what it is you've gone through.
[Now she turns, though she can't see him.]
You used to be a healer . . . do you want me to free myself purely because you yourself can never do such a thing? Or because you wish to save someone one last time?