You got some helluva set bringin me here again. You ain't savin no one. Don't think cause you got feels that's gonna go changin nuthin. Cause it ain't. You got that?
[A running joke especially when eleven somewhat of you are lined up like cattle in a slaughter house and you're one of them. He let out a scoff.]
Can't save no one. Can't even save my own ass. [The words come out bitterly and almost with a hint of defeat. Helpless, injured, and a sitting duck. He wasn't much for words. It was bittersweet seeing her altogether.]
[Unlike him she doesn't want to be saved. In some twisted way she would much rather be one of the ones behind that damn bat. She was doing fine on her own, well sort of but then Morgan came along and he just had to save her.
She didn't want that, she didn't want that at all. She wanted to just go....]
I don't want to be saved.... [Her voice was soft, broken]
[He heard it, that tone she had. Heard it before and it never got easier hearing it. His head turned away trying not to feel, to be numb. But this was Her and he couldn't just turn off even if he wanted to.]
Tch. [Was all that came out. He was thinking and he didn't like where his thoughts or Her's were going.] The hell you talkin about? [He knew. It was just a knee-jerk response. Maybe he just wanted to avoid the obvious for a little longer. Feelings and thangs.]
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That's just it right? That's the runnin joke of this, all of this.
Can't save anyone. Not anymore....
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Can't save no one. Can't even save my own ass. [The words come out bitterly and almost with a hint of defeat. Helpless, injured, and a sitting duck. He wasn't much for words. It was bittersweet seeing her altogether.]
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She didn't want that, she didn't want that at all. She wanted to just go....]
I don't want to be saved.... [Her voice was soft, broken]
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Tch. [Was all that came out. He was thinking and he didn't like where his thoughts or Her's were going.] The hell you talkin about? [He knew. It was just a knee-jerk response. Maybe he just wanted to avoid the obvious for a little longer. Feelings and thangs.]
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[She shot back but her voice was still beatin with the brokenness and failure she was struggling with, all that guilt]
What's the point of it all anyway? Nothing right? You just kill and kill and kill...
And no matter what more just keep coming and coming until eventually everything, everyone is just gone.