[Maybe he can buy a memory-altering spell later so he can wipe her memory of knowing he is a sad, old, pathetic creature (no).
He returns the gesture in a gentle, acknowledging way, mostly giving her the opportunity to squeeze his hand instead. Telling her hadn't been as difficult as it seemed, but boy does it still leave the sour taste of having her Know him at what feels like his most inhuman. There isn't necessarily a word for this, yet it still bleeds slightly through to her.
An understanding of Othering himself, of being on the side he doesn't want to be.]
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[Maybe he can buy a memory-altering spell later so he can wipe her memory of knowing he is a sad, old, pathetic creature (no).
He returns the gesture in a gentle, acknowledging way, mostly giving her the opportunity to squeeze his hand instead. Telling her hadn't been as difficult as it seemed, but boy does it still leave the sour taste of having her Know him at what feels like his most inhuman. There isn't necessarily a word for this, yet it still bleeds slightly through to her.
An understanding of Othering himself, of being on the side he doesn't want to be.]
If it ever bothers you, I don't have to stay.