[ He manages a tenuous sort of smile, gaze lowering (because he doesn't know that he deserves it, not if what she's saying about No One is true). Misguided actions still have effects. If nothing else, he knows that. He hadn't felt fear or trepidation when he'd carried out his mission but he feels almost ill, now, just thinking about it. (And he'd yelled at those poor policemen, too.)
At length: ] I'm sorry, Sophie.
[ It's what he's been waiting to say, and the words taste sharp on his tongue. But the thought is clear in his head, at least. They mostly are, when it comes to her. ]
You must believe me when I say I never meant to put you in harm's way.
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[ He manages a tenuous sort of smile, gaze lowering (because he doesn't know that he deserves it, not if what she's saying about No One is true). Misguided actions still have effects. If nothing else, he knows that. He hadn't felt fear or trepidation when he'd carried out his mission but he feels almost ill, now, just thinking about it. (And he'd yelled at those poor policemen, too.)
At length: ] I'm sorry, Sophie.
[ It's what he's been waiting to say, and the words taste sharp on his tongue. But the thought is clear in his head, at least. They mostly are, when it comes to her. ]
You must believe me when I say I never meant to put you in harm's way.