CLOSED | prompt eight | RUIN

[dondarrion]

prompt eight | R U I N dressing-room style. closed to rog.

 

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[befallen]

[ This sort of talk chastens her a little. For all that the two of them have no secrets, it's exactly as if everything's out in the open either. If anything, they operate on a system of knowing without saying, understanding without having to acknowledge. It means they've steered clear of some of the more painful, awkward conversations they could have had in the past, but leaves them needlessly unpracticed when one happens to saunter round. ]

Not sure whether or not that's the kind of situation where having company helps.

[oppose]

[ Truth be told, Esther is the first of his minders that he's ever bothered detailing any of this to. It's partly because she's never asked, because they know without saying and because despite the fact that he's the so-called paragon of evil, there's never been a lie passed between the two of them. ]

It helps for a little, when you get down to the nitty-gritty, but when you're falling through space it doesn't much matter if someone's holding your hand or not. It's not really going to change a thing, you know?

[ (It's ironic, maybe, that it's times like these that he seems the most human — the most diminished, the most small. Not the devil and not the son of God but just him. Maybe it's a crime that, in the end, God's most beloved creations were so close to what he had had before.) ]