[ He doesn't even mean men like Benzo and Vander, who were dead because of him. The men he'd killed. He means the rest of them. Bodies at the bottom of the river, the ones the enforcers slaughtered before this all happened. ]
If it wouldn't have been them, it would have been someone else. I let a weak man die that day, but I am still alive. The price I paid was less than others, and I refuse to let the prices paid by countless Zaunites be paid in vain.
It had to be me, in short. None other could have weathered it, and marched on.
[ As always, when he asks Silco questions, he gets answers that are complicated. He understands the mentality that Silco describes here immediately, because itās easy to see those impulses in himself. Heād just been lucky enough to have never had his hand forced like Silcoās had. Thatās even what Silco had said the night that heād drowned him.
ā¦It probably says something that heās returned to this topic, even if itās in a more roundabout way. ]
Mm, it is a bit of apples and oranges, but in the sense that your stakes are much higher. The past that shaped me doesnāt have much of a body count. Or those that exist are ones I donāt mourn.
[ Save for one, but Serena is still a topic heās keeping locked up tightly. ]
Itās admirable. Sad, because I wish it werenāt circumstances you had to face, but admirable.
[ Thereās a pause, since he considers whether to send another message or not, be decides to just ask. ]
Those are the kinds of stakes weāre facing here, arenāt we?
Being here is not easy, or simple. What is happening to us is not welcome, but required all the same. We are forced to now either hold steadfast, or we do not.
Those that crumple will not be able to pay the price to stand in opposition.
I know I will be able to. I have already been forged in this fire. Hopefully I will not be the only one.
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The people that were with me that day are.
[ He doesn't even mean men like Benzo and Vander, who were dead because of him. The men he'd killed. He means the rest of them. Bodies at the bottom of the river, the ones the enforcers slaughtered before this all happened. ]
If it wouldn't have been them, it would have been someone else. I let a weak man die that day, but I am still alive. The price I paid was less than others, and I refuse to let the prices paid by countless Zaunites be paid in vain.
It had to be me, in short. None other could have weathered it, and marched on.
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ā¦It probably says something that heās returned to this topic, even if itās in a more roundabout way. ]
Mm, it is a bit of apples and oranges, but in the sense that your stakes are much higher. The past that shaped me doesnāt have much of a body count. Or those that exist are ones I donāt mourn.
[ Save for one, but Serena is still a topic heās keeping locked up tightly. ]
Itās admirable. Sad, because I wish it werenāt circumstances you had to face, but admirable.
[ Thereās a pause, since he considers whether to send another message or not, be decides to just ask. ]
Those are the kinds of stakes weāre facing here, arenāt we?
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Being here is not easy, or simple. What is happening to us is not welcome, but required all the same. We are forced to now either hold steadfast, or we do not.
Those that crumple will not be able to pay the price to stand in opposition.
I know I will be able to. I have already been forged in this fire. Hopefully I will not be the only one.