(Just like Mira, you think. A very tall, very pale Mira.) ]
Yeah. We heard his reasoning.
[ A slow, but brief turn of the head to the tree. That, they mean. Before their gaze returns to Sariel and they begin to lead him along to a cottage. It's fine to cry on the way; Siffrin can pick up their cloak on the way, the white waving in the breeze on an errant post they'd set up, then hand it up to Sariel. Dry. ]
I don't understand it either. Because... you don't hurt the people you love. If you're gonna protect them, you don't do it by killing them. You do it by dying.
[ Also... not ideal... but! The point being: they don't die, you do. ]
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(Just like Mira, you think. A very tall, very pale Mira.) ]
Yeah. We heard his reasoning.
[ A slow, but brief turn of the head to the tree. That, they mean. Before their gaze returns to Sariel and they begin to lead him along to a cottage. It's fine to cry on the way; Siffrin can pick up their cloak on the way, the white waving in the breeze on an errant post they'd set up, then hand it up to Sariel. Dry. ]
I don't understand it either. Because... you don't hurt the people you love. If you're gonna protect them, you don't do it by killing them. You do it by dying.
[ Also... not ideal... but! The point being: they don't die, you do. ]