[ why would you even want to go back? there’s nothing there for you.
he remembers the sentry angel’s advice. it had almost seemed kind, but dextera hadn’t been able to see it that way—and this time, there’s a merciful distance between what he had said then and what amos is saying now that keeps dextera from lashing out as he has in previous encounters. the tentative peace they stand on remains in place, and that has to be enough. ]
…
[ dextera has never once wanted to move forward. what he wants is to go back or die. ]
No. [ dextera says this softly, but for the first time, he isn’t rejecting amos with anger. ] You can stay there. You can. If you let yourself watch these memories until you die, wouldn’t that be the same?
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he remembers the sentry angel’s advice. it had almost seemed kind, but dextera hadn’t been able to see it that way—and this time, there’s a merciful distance between what he had said then and what amos is saying now that keeps dextera from lashing out as he has in previous encounters. the tentative peace they stand on remains in place, and that has to be enough. ]
…
[ dextera has never once wanted to move forward. what he wants is to go back or die. ]
No. [ dextera says this softly, but for the first time, he isn’t rejecting amos with anger. ] You can stay there. You can. If you let yourself watch these memories until you die, wouldn’t that be the same?