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[selfimage]

Perhaps my own expectations are too much.

[ a pause, and his voice drops. ]

There's a path that I've walked, dangerously close, I just didn't think ... [ it's odd for him to trail off, but he does. then he picks up again. ] I didn't think it of Rey.

[secondnature]

Is it walking it if she's giving in to the dark thoughts she's always shoved away?

[selfimage]

How do you think it starts?

[ it's an earnest question, low and partially defeated. ]

[secondnature]

[Keith considers that, but doesn't answer the question:]

How close were you to returning to that path last year? I ran into you in the mall, remember? You couldn't tell a lie.

[selfimage]

Uncharacteristic, wasn't it?

[ he doesn't want to go back to that time—that was a bad time, one that has far from been repaired. he would still rather run from his own trauma, rather than face it.

it's like returning to Asgard. ]

That was something different. Maybe I'll tell you about it sometime.

[secondnature]

[That makes sense. But Keith still wonders what may have happened there. The problem is that he doesn't know the right questions to ask.]

Well ... all right. I'll be ready to hear it.

As for the path ... if what it takes is doubting everything, just remember that you and I have come a long way. I'm willing to knock some sense into you about it. Something tells me I might be successful when it comes to you.

[selfimage]

[ most people don't know the right question to ask: it's a layered, horrifying thing, one difficult to guess unless told explicitly. ]

No ... I don't plan on going back. I don't think I could, even if I wanted.

[ there's a comfort in that, at least. ]

I don't know what the future will bring, but I'll write a good story for as long as I can.

[secondnature]

I think you will.

You've gotten this far, anyway.

[And that counts for a lot.]