[ he can't even try to hide it - rondo's bad at it, so it's clear that hurt flickers across his face. not because of what karlach said, but because of the act itself.
he nods, once, hands curling into fists in his lap. ]
... And I thought... I thought he trusted me, too. [ sazantos had even said so. rondo will never forget the way he felt, the i trust you to have my back, rondo that sent his heart to the stratosphere during the attack on emberglow. he thought. he thought he knew who sazantos was.
... Think he did. [she says, finally.] Sometimes trust isn't enough, though. Sometimes whatever is in their head is too much to fight.
He seemed tired. [...] And you can't always help with that. You can try. You always can try. But sometimes that's all. They've got to take the hand you're offering.
[ "he seems tired", she says. the more he thinks about it, the more it makes sense. it makes rondo's heart hurt, to think, that he could do so little. if he could turn back time, he would. ]
...right. [ by now, he's accepted what he has to do - that he has to fight him, that he was fighting him, but... the regrets of the past are so heavy, he's not sure he'll ever actually let him go.
rondo lifts takes a deep breath. in. out. ]
In the end, it's... I can only hope that my companions have finished the fight, now. I have his sword, so I pray that it was easier because of it.
[ though it doesn't quite make up for not being able to say goodbye. ]
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[accepting, but dimmed.]
You trusted that guy. More than anything.
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he nods, once, hands curling into fists in his lap. ]
... And I thought... I thought he trusted me, too. [ sazantos had even said so. rondo will never forget the way he felt, the i trust you to have my back, rondo that sent his heart to the stratosphere during the attack on emberglow. he thought. he thought he knew who sazantos was.
he thought a lot of things. ]
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He seemed tired. [...] And you can't always help with that. You can try. You always can try. But sometimes that's all. They've got to take the hand you're offering.
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...right. [ by now, he's accepted what he has to do - that he has to fight him, that he was fighting him, but... the regrets of the past are so heavy, he's not sure he'll ever actually let him go.
rondo lifts takes a deep breath. in. out. ]
In the end, it's... I can only hope that my companions have finished the fight, now. I have his sword, so I pray that it was easier because of it.
[ though it doesn't quite make up for not being able to say goodbye. ]