[ He draws back, biting his lip. Although there are no words for the disappointment he feels - especially off the back of that hope he'd had for them, for all of them - he doesn't want her gone. ]
No... I...
[ Frustrated, he turns away. In the end, there's no seeing completely eye-to-eye with her or the rest of her kin, is there? Their desired outcomes cannot co-exist. It had been easier to accept defeat when there had been no hope of his world or his people ever returning.
But all that has changed now. What wouldn't he give to go back...? He's so homesick it makes him feel ill. ]
Just once, [ he says in a low, resentful voice, ] I would like to not see negotiations end in war. We seem to have avoided such this time, but it should never have been put on the table to begin with. I want to believe... I want to believe.
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No... I...
[ Frustrated, he turns away. In the end, there's no seeing completely eye-to-eye with her or the rest of her kin, is there? Their desired outcomes cannot co-exist. It had been easier to accept defeat when there had been no hope of his world or his people ever returning.
But all that has changed now. What wouldn't he give to go back...? He's so homesick it makes him feel ill. ]
Just once, [ he says in a low, resentful voice, ] I would like to not see negotiations end in war. We seem to have avoided such this time, but it should never have been put on the table to begin with. I want to believe... I want to believe.