[if leon were to flee now, there'd be a good chance stahn wouldn't be able to properly chase after him.
hearing leon respond like that only confirms what he's been thinking—it's a memory. it's leon's memory, and it's something that stahn is being forced to see even though he was clearly never meant to know of it.
it's invasive. it's so invasive, because as much as he wants leon to be open and honest with him, he would never force out painful memories, especially not ones that had to do with marian or what he did back then. he doesn't want to pry into leon's memories this way.
they hurt.
they hurt stahn too, because they remind him so much of how he couldn't help, and how leon didn't rely on them until it was too late.]
I don't.... I don't know. [he chokes out the words, shaking his head and squeezing his eyes closed. he doesn't know how or why he saw it, but he did. he should apologize, but it's hard to say anything at all.]
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hearing leon respond like that only confirms what he's been thinking—it's a memory. it's leon's memory, and it's something that stahn is being forced to see even though he was clearly never meant to know of it.
it's invasive. it's so invasive, because as much as he wants leon to be open and honest with him, he would never force out painful memories, especially not ones that had to do with marian or what he did back then. he doesn't want to pry into leon's memories this way.
they hurt.
they hurt stahn too, because they remind him so much of how he couldn't help, and how leon didn't rely on them until it was too late.]
I don't.... I don't know. [he chokes out the words, shaking his head and squeezing his eyes closed. he doesn't know how or why he saw it, but he did. he should apologize, but it's hard to say anything at all.]