...I wish I could tell you that in time they will. I truly do.
[A gloved hand smooths back the hair from her forehead and he presses a kiss there, rocking her slowly as they stand. Others might say no, she should remember. What she endured makes her who she is, but Zevran? Knows that pain. That quiet horror. All those little flashes and flickers of things he would live without were he able and be better for it. Lighter. Cleaner, were it possible.]
I wish I could reach in and take every last shred of it from you. Were it in my power I would do so without question. But I cannot. I am sorry. All...all that I might do is help you make better ones.
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[A gloved hand smooths back the hair from her forehead and he presses a kiss there, rocking her slowly as they stand. Others might say no, she should remember. What she endured makes her who she is, but Zevran? Knows that pain. That quiet horror. All those little flashes and flickers of things he would live without were he able and be better for it. Lighter. Cleaner, were it possible.]
I wish I could reach in and take every last shred of it from you. Were it in my power I would do so without question. But I cannot. I am sorry. All...all that I might do is help you make better ones.