"Yeah, we both say that don't we?" he said to her. It was in many ways more honest than he ever was. It was all fronts, and all pretence, and yes he was made of strong stuff, but not as strong as he would have people believe.
He looked back to their hands.
Anything she could do? He thought again about that what he'd asked her to do before withdrawing it. But still he couldn't help think it for the best. But there had to be another way. An easier way. A less brutal way.
He let out a breath. "An apothecary," he said, "get one to give you some poison. And give the poison to me."
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Date: 2010-03-23 02:55 am (UTC)He looked back to their hands.
Anything she could do? He thought again about that what he'd asked her to do before withdrawing it. But still he couldn't help think it for the best. But there had to be another way. An easier way. A less brutal way.
He let out a breath. "An apothecary," he said, "get one to give you some poison. And give the poison to me."