[ That sort of convoluted understanding -- that rationalization -- isn't something Hei would comprehend. It's hard for him to forgive. Harder for him to forget. In his line of work, you don't turn your back on enemies -- regardless of tragic histories. You kill them. Rationale doesn't matter. Your own survival does. If he could read her mind, he'd tell her there's such a thing as being too accepting. ]
[ Forgiveness without a flipside, to him, shows a disconnect between impulse and cautiousness. It's dangerous -- to yourself and those around you. ]
[ But he can't say any of that. The bottled water is cold and moist in his palm. It cuts through his bleak tangent; he lifts it to nudge the icy edge against her cheek. ] Fair enough. [ Amusement shows more in the set of his eyes than his mouth. ] Should I buy you a drink?
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[ Forgiveness without a flipside, to him, shows a disconnect between impulse and cautiousness. It's dangerous -- to yourself and those around you. ]
[ But he can't say any of that. The bottled water is cold and moist in his palm. It cuts through his bleak tangent; he lifts it to nudge the icy edge against her cheek. ] Fair enough. [ Amusement shows more in the set of his eyes than his mouth. ] Should I buy you a drink?