( that's where they're never going to agree, that there's no way for her to stay. that it'd be better if she left, that she'll protect him in some fashion if she stays away from him. that's just not how he sees it, and it'll never be how he sees it. he'd rather be with her through the worst, no matter the risks, because he knows for a fact that he can make it better on her.
she knows it for a fact, too, and yet her persistence to save him from herself is quite literally tearing them apart. )
There's a way for you to stay. You just won't. ( he'd been bitter, before. now he's just resigned. she's made her choice and he doesn't have any intention of fighting the point any more. he just won't pretend he doesn't completely disagree with her, either. it's odd, paired with the embrace. he's already given up on the prospect of her remaining, yet he won't retract the comfort and relief affection offers her. he doesn't want to, even in his unhappiness. ) I can't promise I won't go to quarantine. In fact I'm sure I will.
( he'll visit her there if she'll permit him. if she won't, well, that won't change the fact he still provides the quarantine with the supplies they need. he wouldn't stop going just because Emma wanted him to stay away from her. )
[ he's not wrong, she could stay. they could hope for the best, brace themselves. maybe she's not skilled enough in her magic for it to be a threat to him. he isn't infected for all the time they've spent being close to each other here, maybe he's immune to the bristol virus. but none of that changes what this takes away from her. her magic might not make her dangerous, he might not catch it from her, but she will only get worse.
she doesn't want him fighting for her once she's too far gone to be saved. it'd be too dangerous. this is personal for them, it's been that way all along, and the most she can do now is try to lessen some of the damage. she sighs, pulling back to keep from seeking comfort when she doesn't deserve it. if she said she was leaving, she needs to. all she's doing now is trying to make herself feel better, and it's comfort at his expense.]
I know. [ he'll help the quarantined, he'll even help her. she wouldn't expect less, and the nod seems to confirm it.] Be careful, Graham. That's all I want for you. [ that seems to be her cue, to grab the bag she's packed and to head for the door. she wants to look back, even admit she's made a mistake. it's not too late, is it?
in the end, she walks out anyway. she may not have spared him the hurt she wanted to, but if they both survive this, she'll deal with it later.]
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she knows it for a fact, too, and yet her persistence to save him from herself is quite literally tearing them apart. )
There's a way for you to stay. You just won't. ( he'd been bitter, before. now he's just resigned. she's made her choice and he doesn't have any intention of fighting the point any more. he just won't pretend he doesn't completely disagree with her, either. it's odd, paired with the embrace. he's already given up on the prospect of her remaining, yet he won't retract the comfort and relief affection offers her. he doesn't want to, even in his unhappiness. ) I can't promise I won't go to quarantine. In fact I'm sure I will.
( he'll visit her there if she'll permit him. if she won't, well, that won't change the fact he still provides the quarantine with the supplies they need. he wouldn't stop going just because Emma wanted him to stay away from her. )
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she doesn't want him fighting for her once she's too far gone to be saved. it'd be too dangerous. this is personal for them, it's been that way all along, and the most she can do now is try to lessen some of the damage. she sighs, pulling back to keep from seeking comfort when she doesn't deserve it. if she said she was leaving, she needs to. all she's doing now is trying to make herself feel better, and it's comfort at his expense.]
I know. [ he'll help the quarantined, he'll even help her. she wouldn't expect less, and the nod seems to confirm it.] Be careful, Graham. That's all I want for you. [ that seems to be her cue, to grab the bag she's packed and to head for the door. she wants to look back, even admit she's made a mistake. it's not too late, is it?
in the end, she walks out anyway. she may not have spared him the hurt she wanted to, but if they both survive this, she'll deal with it later.]