It seems to happen often. Those who want to stay don't get to. Those who want to leave are kept put. Some disappear very quickly - that's nothing that's gone unnoticed - but the longer they stay here, the more common that pattern seems to become.
Those who want to stay don't get to.
That seems counterproductive. Does the City, or whoever is in charge, want them to struggle? Perhaps.
It's not impossible that Jacob will come back, but nothing is certain, so he doesn't voice the thought.
There's no doubt in his mind. Ratonhnhaké:ton has lost him, too. And Angel. And others, who cared for him very deeply. All of them would feel that absence in their lives, the sudden quiet where he used to be.
The silence is the worst part, he thinks. It's always so quiet, after they're gone. No more opportunity to say things that you might have meant to. Words he should have said sooner, and now would never have the chance to.
He falls silent, then. There isn't much that needs to be said, at least from his side. Jacob has become a dear brother to him, and he feels this loss, but undoubtedly not as painfully as Charles does.
If there is anything Charles wishes to say, he's here for him. If not ... then he will simply sit here, so that neither of them have to be alone.
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It seems to happen often. Those who want to stay don't get to. Those who want to leave are kept put. Some disappear very quickly - that's nothing that's gone unnoticed - but the longer they stay here, the more common that pattern seems to become.
Those who want to stay don't get to.
That seems counterproductive. Does the City, or whoever is in charge, want them to struggle? Perhaps.
It's not impossible that Jacob will come back, but nothing is certain, so he doesn't voice the thought.
"I'm sorry."
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There's no doubt in his mind. Ratonhnhaké:ton has lost him, too. And Angel. And others, who cared for him very deeply. All of them would feel that absence in their lives, the sudden quiet where he used to be.
The silence is the worst part, he thinks. It's always so quiet, after they're gone. No more opportunity to say things that you might have meant to. Words he should have said sooner, and now would never have the chance to.
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If there is anything Charles wishes to say, he's here for him. If not ... then he will simply sit here, so that neither of them have to be alone.