Yeah. [ And then he’s afraid to say anything else. He throws his arms around Damian instead and hugs him fiercely, glad for the few seconds it gives him to hide his face. ] I remember.
[ He hasn’t been able to explain it, not even to himself. When he knows how little sense it makes, when he knows just how selfish it is to miss someone who hasn’t even been born yet. Someone he never should have met in the first place, who’s better off with someone else (he’d hoped against hope), to look after him. ]
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[ He hasn’t been able to explain it, not even to himself. When he knows how little sense it makes, when he knows just how selfish it is to miss someone who hasn’t even been born yet. Someone he never should have met in the first place, who’s better off with someone else (he’d hoped against hope), to look after him. ]
I thought- I mean, I wondered if-