[ it’s strange to be treated like he’s doing something noble, and although he’s aware that everyone is still voting in favor of his death, it’s hythlodaeus alone that makes dextera feel as if he’s actually helping. logically, he’s spared everyone else from giving something up, and he has more experience with dying than likely these three people combined, so he really was the only choice from the start. amos or no, he thinks he might have always been doomed to end up here.
he lets the archangel’s benediction wash over him. it’s not something he should die without acknowledging. the archangel alone knows what it’s like for dextera to die and be reborn. ]
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[ he just nods unhappily instead of saying anything to the archangel, finding silence more natural and comfortable with every interaction they’ve had confined by their respective positions.
that leaves only amos to deal with in his mind, put last in the order of his final priorities. hythlodaeus was acknowledged in his heart with gratitude, the archangel with resignation, and amos… ]
…give my shard to the Archangel. Please don’t take me to Yima until you have to.
[ he knows it’s almost futile, and it’s not as if he can’t imagine how warm and safe it might feel to be held in his most vulnerable state by yima herself, but this is his dying request. he refused her once, and though he doesn’t imagine revenge will be on her mind with her gentle countenance, he’s afraid of the possible need to renege his own emotions. ]
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he lets the archangel’s benediction wash over him. it’s not something he should die without acknowledging. the archangel alone knows what it’s like for dextera to die and be reborn. ]
…
[ he just nods unhappily instead of saying anything to the archangel, finding silence more natural and comfortable with every interaction they’ve had confined by their respective positions.
that leaves only amos to deal with in his mind, put last in the order of his final priorities. hythlodaeus was acknowledged in his heart with gratitude, the archangel with resignation, and amos… ]
…give my shard to the Archangel. Please don’t take me to Yima until you have to.
[ he knows it’s almost futile, and it’s not as if he can’t imagine how warm and safe it might feel to be held in his most vulnerable state by yima herself, but this is his dying request. he refused her once, and though he doesn’t imagine revenge will be on her mind with her gentle countenance, he’s afraid of the possible need to renege his own emotions. ]