[ Physical agony has never meant anything to Hei. But here, like this -- he feels so small, the coolness burnt off and leaving him raw and tired, while something inside him says This is how it's supposed to be. He's been parted from her before, and known even then, that he had no right to imagine otherwise. His gaze is dark, pensive, and he shivers. For the first time since he's arrived in the City, he is cold. Averting his gaze a moment, he stares at the pretty gold lights of the carousel, the undifferentiated blur of faces all around, the steady hum of life. He'd taken in very little of the landscape on his way towards Pai, and as he is sure he'll never come back here again, it seems important to get a look now, though he is exhausted and on the verge of being grief-sick. ]
[ He glances at Pai, then. Lets the sight of her burn a hole into his chest. (Isn't that what all good spies do? Burn the evidence?) ]
[ Saying Goodbye seems too melodramatic and too final. So instead, he offers, ]
it is their fate to suffer apart Dx
[ Physical agony has never meant anything to Hei. But here, like this -- he feels so small, the coolness burnt off and leaving him raw and tired, while something inside him says This is how it's supposed to be. He's been parted from her before, and known even then, that he had no right to imagine otherwise. His gaze is dark, pensive, and he shivers. For the first time since he's arrived in the City, he is cold. Averting his gaze a moment, he stares at the pretty gold lights of the carousel, the undifferentiated blur of faces all around, the steady hum of life. He'd taken in very little of the landscape on his way towards Pai, and as he is sure he'll never come back here again, it seems important to get a look now, though he is exhausted and on the verge of being grief-sick. ]
[ He glances at Pai, then. Lets the sight of her burn a hole into his chest. (Isn't that what all good spies do? Burn the evidence?) ]
[ Saying Goodbye seems too melodramatic and too final. So instead, he offers, ]
Ready?