Date: 2015-06-19 06:24 pm (UTC)
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The first part relieves him. His smile widens again, and he runs his hands up and down her arms just for the pleasure of the touch, then rests his head against hers again. "Good."

The second part... The lift grinds to a halt and he takes advantage of the distraction for a moment, because her proposition sets his head to whirling. The only reason anyone has ever considered prolonging his life before -- the only reason he's ever considered it -- has been to spare him for a greater death. The idea of living just to live is supposed to be something for other people. Full-lives, not half-lives.

But in those last few moments on the rig, just before Rictus had come up on him and torn his engine out, hadn't he thought: what if? Hadn't he thought, skidding into the canyon wall, that maybe he might have hoped to live after all?

He slips his hand into Capable's as the lift stops and limps with her into the Citadel proper, oddly quiet in the face of her declaration. It's a lot to chew on, and not only for his tumors.
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