dramatispersonae | Guy Cecil's Heart

It sounds to me like if you remember them, maybe you're the only one who can really look right now.

Anyway, this is looking at something you don't remember, 'cause you haven't seen it yet. Will you come if we only look at that?

". . .

If I go, will you leave me alone?"

Yes.

"... Fine. Just-- fine.

I hate you so much."

Okay. C'mon, let's see how fast you can really walk in those things.

[gets up, still holding his wrist :T]

He gets to his feet, and whether he's grimacing because he's still in pain or because he wants you to be sure to know he still hates you, it is unclear.

[it's funny how everyone who's told me they hate me is a) an angry teenager or b) Van Grants

LEADING HIM TO THE MUDDY PATCH, OKAY.]

I can walk by myseellf! He'd say, but he seems to have delegated to silent treatment.

[you don't know where this is anyway, at least I think you don't?! kneels down.]

C'mon, feel this.

[or jam your fist into the dirt maybe since it's still clenched around something]

. . .

He puts the wadded up paper to the side, and spreads his hand where Fetch puts it.

This is new, right? It seemed like it might be.

". . ."

He swallows.

"Is this why it's harder for me to leave?"

I dunno. Where are you trying to go? Who are you?

. . .

"I'm a Liar. A coward. If I ever forget what I have to do, what I've lost, I'll be despicable. I...!"

His hand rears up to tear at the patch.

[catches at his wrist.]

Wait. How's this forgetting?

"Let me go!"

No. Look first. You promised.

"I have to destroy this! This isn't allowed!"

Come on. Look. Your heart hasn't forgotten at all.

"I can't..."

Yeah, you can. If I'm wrong, look and prove me wrong. I dunno why you're beating yourself up and saying you're despicable, but I don't think you are at all.

[tugs at the blindfold.]

He's incredibly upset, but he doesn't seem to be moving against him.

[okay. takes it off gently and points to where the little boat light is. :X]

His eyes have been put out.

[. . .curses softly but vehemently]

Who—?!

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