[ He's tired, all of a sudden. It is inevitable, he thinks, that he will have to hold Kaveh's heart once more, and on top of that, he will have Alhaitham's blood on his hands. What exactly was he fighting against? It's all meaningless in the end.
Why is it that Kaveh is so eager to throw his life away? Would it be the same, if there was no guarantee he would come back to life? Even when he has so much passion, so much ambition, and so much love surrounding him? He envies Kaveh so much, and hates him for his willingness to throw all that the puppet couldn't have away so easily.
He lets go of the anger, and lets the cold, bitter void in his chest numb him to his own feelings. Anything else but the searing emotions threatening to burst out from his eyes as tears. ]
...do as you please.
[ The words are quiet, and he stands there, waiting for the other two to give him direction. ]
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Why is it that Kaveh is so eager to throw his life away? Would it be the same, if there was no guarantee he would come back to life? Even when he has so much passion, so much ambition, and so much love surrounding him? He envies Kaveh so much, and hates him for his willingness to throw all that the puppet couldn't have away so easily.
He lets go of the anger, and lets the cold, bitter void in his chest numb him to his own feelings. Anything else but the searing emotions threatening to burst out from his eyes as tears. ]
...do as you please.
[ The words are quiet, and he stands there, waiting for the other two to give him direction. ]