"They won't let me." He turns enough to press his face into Alistair's shoulder, fingers uncurling easily. "They need their figurehead. Someone to...point to and say that it is so because they say it so. Letting me step down would be admitting they were wrong. The rank and file would be confused, disheartened."
He doesn't care. He does. Not. Care.
"I should have let everyone think me dead at Haven." It would've been easiest to run then. He would not have gotten far in the snow, probably would have died frozen somewhere in a cave- but he would have done so under his own power, of his own choosing.
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Date: 2016-07-10 01:17 am (UTC)He doesn't care. He does. Not. Care.
"I should have let everyone think me dead at Haven." It would've been easiest to run then. He would not have gotten far in the snow, probably would have died frozen somewhere in a cave- but he would have done so under his own power, of his own choosing.