[ no no no. no. no. he can't empathise with her. shouldn't empathise with her. he should pull away and shut this feed off and close his eyes and wait to wake up in his cell and tune all this out and forget. wash away the lull of dreams and return to routine. pretend this never happened. harden himself and tell her she deserved it.
but she didn't.
and he can't. ]
It--... [ a shaky breath, and all the anger, and all that vitriol; it's gone. replaced with the Will Graham she once knew and turned away, and finally, he breaks eye contact with the image on his screen, and mumbles: ] it worked.
no subject
but she didn't.
and he can't. ]
It--... [ a shaky breath, and all the anger, and all that vitriol; it's gone. replaced with the Will Graham she once knew and turned away, and finally, he breaks eye contact with the image on his screen, and mumbles: ] it worked.
[ no. he just feels bad. ]