[At least they agree on that. She can hide in this wasteland, with the shadows rising at evening to meet her, she can die, and he'll still go on. The dream will go on. Logan's shadow is one mutants are safe in.
There's a moment when it feels like there's an empty space in her mind, a set of quotation marks waiting for some kind of stupid, hardheaded quip full of Scottish slang. David might not know what to do--frankly, Ruth doubts any of their number would--but he certainly wouldn't be quiet right now.
(Better that he's gone. Better that he's not trapped here, that they didn't get to her and find him, that she didn't have to argue the merits of razor blades--)
Her words are murmurs--not like the stammer, mostly, just soft. Affection runs through them, and rue.]
I promise-- Pardon. If it happens, it won't be because I was tryin' to die.
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[At least they agree on that. She can hide in this wasteland, with the shadows rising at evening to meet her, she can die, and he'll still go on. The dream will go on. Logan's shadow is one mutants are safe in.
There's a moment when it feels like there's an empty space in her mind, a set of quotation marks waiting for some kind of stupid, hardheaded quip full of Scottish slang. David might not know what to do--frankly, Ruth doubts any of their number would--but he certainly wouldn't be quiet right now.
(Better that he's gone. Better that he's not trapped here, that they didn't get to her and find him, that she didn't have to argue the merits of razor blades--)
Her words are murmurs--not like the stammer, mostly, just soft. Affection runs through them, and rue.]
I promise-- Pardon. If it happens, it won't be because I was tryin' to die.