[ he pauses, and looks up, and cuts himself off. it's not his business any longer. it doesn't matter when dirk starts talking to any of them about memories, or when he leaves the promises behind, because dave has said the promises don't matter. and he can't insist that dirk go straight to one of the others to get help, because that's where he fucked up after remembering killing dirk. he stuck around and wouldn't leave until he saw him somewhere, and it was weak and probably hurt dirk more in the long run.
letting go means letting go.
dave breathes out, slow. he course-corrects: ]
...bye, Bro. [ today, tomorrow, forever. one of the three. ] I'll see you around sometime, maybe.
We won't like this. [ he gestures between them, and hesitates, but dave does know it's for the best. it has to be, doesn't it? ] I love you. Enough to let go. So. Goodbye, Bro.
[ and dave can leave. it's just a matter of walking back out to the street and slipping into the bustle of people coming and going. ]
[It isn't for the best. He knows that in his gut. He knows he might learn to move again. He knows he'll learn to fake moving. He knows from his memories that this deep, drowning loneliness is something he can learn how to function with. But it isn't for the best. It is a piece of his heart ripped from his chest. No matter how well he learns to live without it, he won't ever heal.
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[ he pauses, and looks up, and cuts himself off. it's not his business any longer. it doesn't matter when dirk starts talking to any of them about memories, or when he leaves the promises behind, because dave has said the promises don't matter. and he can't insist that dirk go straight to one of the others to get help, because that's where he fucked up after remembering killing dirk. he stuck around and wouldn't leave until he saw him somewhere, and it was weak and probably hurt dirk more in the long run.
letting go means letting go.
dave breathes out, slow. he course-corrects: ]
...bye, Bro. [ today, tomorrow, forever. one of the three. ] I'll see you around sometime, maybe.
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Don't make it like we might never see each other again. That's fuckin' cruel.
[He won't stop Dave from leaving. He can't, anymore.]
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[ and dave can leave. it's just a matter of walking back out to the street and slipping into the bustle of people coming and going. ]
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[It isn't for the best. He knows that in his gut. He knows he might learn to move again. He knows he'll learn to fake moving. He knows from his memories that this deep, drowning loneliness is something he can learn how to function with. But it isn't for the best. It is a piece of his heart ripped from his chest. No matter how well he learns to live without it, he won't ever heal.
When Dave leaves, Dirk goes to dive in the sea.]