[They have no control and he knows it, knows it as well as he knows healing, but Anders clings to those words anyway. We, and we always will.]
How do you do that?
[His voice is still tired, still a little hurt, but there's just a bit of wonder to it too.]
You... You promise, and you make me believe in you. I trust so few, but I trust you.
[Anders is silent for a moment after that, as realization of what he's saying, of how much he's saying, starts to sink in, and he tries for a small bit of shield in case.]
If you drink too, when I get home I won't feel quite as much the fool. I talk too much sometimes.
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Date: 2013-02-27 05:39 am (UTC)How do you do that?
[His voice is still tired, still a little hurt, but there's just a bit of wonder to it too.]
You... You promise, and you make me believe in you. I trust so few, but I trust you.
[Anders is silent for a moment after that, as realization of what he's saying, of how much he's saying, starts to sink in, and he tries for a small bit of shield in case.]
If you drink too, when I get home I won't feel quite as much the fool. I talk too much sometimes.