[ Might it have been better to blurt it all out to begin with, he wonders. To tell her they know one another, at the very least? Would she have recoiled? Would it have drawn her closer? He needs her close, to be able to help her through whatever's taken hold of her. If he'd done anything to push her away initially, it might have been harder to protect her.
But as he's learned so recently, she doesn't need protecting, does she? It's where he'd made his mistakes, his worst mistakes with her.
What had he gotten wrong? He'd taken away her choice. He'd made the decision for her. He decided what was best. Is that what he's doing now? There's a very real danger of her safety if he speaks too soon. Perhaps. But that's a directive from Karsa, and not something he would trust blindly. No, he needs to understand a bit more, he needs to seek out answers first, he needs to be sure she'll—
No. Again, he's making the choice for her.
What would she want? Right now. What would she beg of him, even if it risked her life as it had in Alem?
She would want the truth, to be able to make her own choice. To be angry with him, to be hurt, disappointed, scared, all of it. He can't keep her safe, and that's the point. But he can give her the choice she deserves over her own life. It's the only thing he can control in all of this. ]
Before I go, I need to tell you something. I see it in your eyes, you feel something else, a pull, a tug, a sense of something beyond. Whether you believe it or not, the choice should be yours, and it was taken from you.
We know each other, Vanessa. We've known each other for a long time, but you don't remember me and I don't know why. But I promise, I promise, I'm going to find out. I'm going to fix this.
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But as he's learned so recently, she doesn't need protecting, does she? It's where he'd made his mistakes, his worst mistakes with her.
What had he gotten wrong? He'd taken away her choice. He'd made the decision for her. He decided what was best. Is that what he's doing now? There's a very real danger of her safety if he speaks too soon. Perhaps. But that's a directive from Karsa, and not something he would trust blindly. No, he needs to understand a bit more, he needs to seek out answers first, he needs to be sure she'll—
No. Again, he's making the choice for her.
What would she want? Right now. What would she beg of him, even if it risked her life as it had in Alem?
She would want the truth, to be able to make her own choice. To be angry with him, to be hurt, disappointed, scared, all of it. He can't keep her safe, and that's the point. But he can give her the choice she deserves over her own life. It's the only thing he can control in all of this. ]
Before I go, I need to tell you something. I see it in your eyes, you feel something else, a pull, a tug, a sense of something beyond. Whether you believe it or not, the choice should be yours, and it was taken from you.
We know each other, Vanessa. We've known each other for a long time, but you don't remember me and I don't know why. But I promise, I promise, I'm going to find out. I'm going to fix this.