[For a moment, Daan is quiet, his eye gazing over Kaveh sitting where he is. Overwhelmed, but also not enough. A dam contained, just so. He looks up and out into the city, contemplative.
He'd like to argue, that his heart is more hardened than that. That he's been cold, he's been cruel, he's spilled blood, but it is all circumstantial. Everything is. So he doesn't debate it, when really this is about Kaveh anyway.]
One of the first things I ever learned is that the world isn't going to give you anything. You bleed, you weep, you beg for things to be different -- oh, but the world doesn't care. It will keep turning, and you don't matter in grand scheme of things. Not even a lone ant in the field, you're a speck. Stars, ultimately, have more meaning than a single human life.
[He exhales slowly, not quite a sigh.] And so, humans learn to be selfish in their ways. It's impossible not to be. That's just how we are. I don't even think that's necessarily wrong. We're so, so very flawed.
[Daan steps a bit closer to Kaveh, crouching down slightly by him, but not completely next to him.]
You feel guilt, and you try to make it up with acts of generosity. A bandage, for a wound that's been left to fester.
Maybe he wants you to just be more honest, than trying to make reparations for what can't be undone. I don't know. But that's what I would tell you, in his position. No one can undo what's been done, try as we might. Hell knows I've made my attempts; you've seen it yourself.
...So what do you do. Dwell? Or find a way forward? I'm just barely finding my way with the second option, personally.
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He'd like to argue, that his heart is more hardened than that. That he's been cold, he's been cruel, he's spilled blood, but it is all circumstantial. Everything is. So he doesn't debate it, when really this is about Kaveh anyway.]
One of the first things I ever learned is that the world isn't going to give you anything. You bleed, you weep, you beg for things to be different -- oh, but the world doesn't care. It will keep turning, and you don't matter in grand scheme of things. Not even a lone ant in the field, you're a speck. Stars, ultimately, have more meaning than a single human life.
[He exhales slowly, not quite a sigh.] And so, humans learn to be selfish in their ways. It's impossible not to be. That's just how we are. I don't even think that's necessarily wrong. We're so, so very flawed.
[Daan steps a bit closer to Kaveh, crouching down slightly by him, but not completely next to him.]
You feel guilt, and you try to make it up with acts of generosity. A bandage, for a wound that's been left to fester.
Maybe he wants you to just be more honest, than trying to make reparations for what can't be undone. I don't know. But that's what I would tell you, in his position. No one can undo what's been done, try as we might. Hell knows I've made my attempts; you've seen it yourself.
...So what do you do. Dwell? Or find a way forward? I'm just barely finding my way with the second option, personally.