Here Zevran has him cornered, and there's no way Cade can argue with it. A man grown, like he is now; afraid to be in the same room as a child, becoming anxious by simply seeing one, because what if...? What if the perversion transferred through contact? Is he helplessly destined to derail a child's life and destroy his self-respect, as he himself was derailed and destroyed?
The mere thought is like a dagger in his heart. He purses his lips, a tear or two beginning to stream from his eyes. And he nods, because he has no way to talk around it. Not that he hasn't already made a fool of himself, but he ducks his head to press his eyes against the blanket on his knees so the elf won't see him cry again.
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Date: 2016-04-06 11:07 pm (UTC)What if the perversion transferred through contact? Is he helplessly destined to derail a child's life and destroy his self-respect, as he himself was derailed and destroyed?
The mere thought is like a dagger in his heart. He purses his lips, a tear or two beginning to stream from his eyes. And he nods, because he has no way to talk around it.
Not that he hasn't already made a fool of himself, but he ducks his head to press his eyes against the blanket on his knees so the elf won't see him cry again.