...They didn't know. To them, I was simply...me. They should've known.
[And yet he, coward, kept on his little precious life with them even as his own internal axe constantly asked for his own head for it. In one of those visions of another version of their world he had back then, one of those "dots", Lapis had stabbed him in the back. And he had welcomed it.]
[Silco laughs, and it comes from a bitter, sunken place. He draws towards it instinctively, so wondering of more similarities.]
[Its like Silco is fated to slot with him like a puzzle piece no matter what.]
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[And yet he, coward, kept on his little precious life with them even as his own internal axe constantly asked for his own head for it. In one of those visions of another version of their world he had back then, one of those "dots", Lapis had stabbed him in the back. And he had welcomed it.]
[Silco laughs, and it comes from a bitter, sunken place. He draws towards it instinctively, so wondering of more similarities.]
[Its like Silco is fated to slot with him like a puzzle piece no matter what.]
No. You didn't.