thevoidsdarkhorse | Heart Game (Continued)

Heart Game (Continued)

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Yeah, good luck on that. Space is kinda far from void.

So then, you're saying the rest of your existence from now on has no point and no reason to it.

I'm just saying. There's always a third option.

And "resurrect a species into slavery" and "get constantly disembowled by dog girl" both sound like awful options, so I'm trying to find a third one.

I guess so.

[She laughs derisively at that.]

What, you think the disembowelment is the SECOND option? That barely counts.

Maybe to you.

Haven't you ever heard of rebuilding?

...Heh. You're not wrong.

[It's nice. This all is... nice. To share it without all the charade.

Why does it still feel like such a foreign concept...?

...]

Kind of odd, though. To hear that from you.

What for?

...not like the concept was new, y'know.

Just....got tired of it for a while.

[She looks out at the water.]

I had to survive with so little for a long time. But I needed it, that little bit I had. So I could keep going.

I didn't know what to do without it.

I'm the one makin' the choice.

The second option is let 'em be dead.

...So what do you want to do?

....

If you're the one making the choice, you're the one whose opinion matters.

I can try and come up with other things you could do all I want, but the one who has to make the decision is you, based on what you want to do.

Not me, not the Batterwitch, not dog girl. You.

If it's what can anchor you, it's hard not to take it and hold on with all you've got. Feels like a waste of what's been given otherwise.

Though...

[Squeezing her hand again.]

I hope having a little more isn't unwelcome. Even if it's hard to see or accept the result that might come. At the very least... maybe it'll make things a little less tiring.

[She scoffs.]

Make it sound easy.

[She nods, squeezing his hand.] That's what I've been hoping would happen, when I realized you all were in here.

I wanted to be able to accept something new. New reasons to hope. To find something to keep moving with.