[Briefly, Daan is quiet, because he knows exactly what he's doing. Spiraling, as he has been since he had to leave the party. Getting sucked down into his own mind, thinking about how things will one day end, as they always do.
It will hurt, when it does. It'll make him think of a bloodied basement and corpses. It'll feel like he's carving off pieces of himself all over again. He'll wish he could, just to continue as things have been.
But that is the way of it. Nothing is forever. Not this, not anything.]
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It will hurt, when it does. It'll make him think of a bloodied basement and corpses. It'll feel like he's carving off pieces of himself all over again. He'll wish he could, just to continue as things have been.
But that is the way of it. Nothing is forever. Not this, not anything.]