he imagined it was a justified response. without knowing the 'why,' this seemed... cruel and like Abel didn't trust him, didn't it? he hates it -- his chest panging hard at the sight of his brother responding so viscerally to what he'd said. in pain and emotions festering under the surface begging for a relief that Cain was denying himself.
even if he tilted his face away, Abel doesn't draw back -- instead trying to tilt their eyes back together again with an apologetic and guilty look.]
...I promise, it's...
[he won't say it's going to be okay or alright. it won't be, will it? even if he manages to miraculously find some way to make it so in this hellhole, it won't be when they inevitably return home if what everyone says is true. Cain won't remember anything; the future will go on as it had as part of Abel's past and the cogs of the machine will keep turning. unhampered. unchanging.]
Even if I don't tell you everything, I still love you. ...I never stopped. I never will.
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he imagined it was a justified response. without knowing the 'why,' this seemed... cruel and like Abel didn't trust him, didn't it? he hates it -- his chest panging hard at the sight of his brother responding so viscerally to what he'd said. in pain and emotions festering under the surface begging for a relief that Cain was denying himself.
even if he tilted his face away, Abel doesn't draw back -- instead trying to tilt their eyes back together again with an apologetic and guilty look.]
...I promise, it's...
[he won't say it's going to be okay or alright. it won't be, will it? even if he manages to miraculously find some way to make it so in this hellhole, it won't be when they inevitably return home if what everyone says is true. Cain won't remember anything; the future will go on as it had as part of Abel's past and the cogs of the machine will keep turning. unhampered. unchanging.]
Even if I don't tell you everything, I still love you. ...I never stopped. I never will.