[ as surprised as wash had been by all the freelancers back from the dead here in this city, carolina was kind of the first. knowing he wasn't the last lifted a burden he didn't entirely understand that he was carrying. helping her find some closure in it helped him find some closure in it, too. she's been an anchor, reliable, steadfast, always there, and for as awful and unpredictable as their lives have been, standing shoulder-to-shoulder with carolina, it felt like they could take anything that came their way. he's thought about losing north again, about york, about south . . . but not really about losing carolina.
he doubts it stings as much as north, because he doesn't know if anything could sting as much as that. but it's still another loss. still another blow to all of them, the last survivors stubbornly scrambling to find ways to hold on. he's been comfortable enough thinking of south as one of them again, but still not -- entirely. still holding back, here and there. not sure if he could trust himself with some things. not sure if he could trust her. the sparring itself would help, but it's also an offer, indirect. they've got each other. they actually do. ]
Some people offer to drink it all away. Sparring probably works better for people like us.
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he doubts it stings as much as north, because he doesn't know if anything could sting as much as that. but it's still another loss. still another blow to all of them, the last survivors stubbornly scrambling to find ways to hold on. he's been comfortable enough thinking of south as one of them again, but still not -- entirely. still holding back, here and there. not sure if he could trust himself with some things. not sure if he could trust her. the sparring itself would help, but it's also an offer, indirect. they've got each other. they actually do. ]
Some people offer to drink it all away. Sparring probably works better for people like us.
[ maybe he'll bring some whiskey anyway. ]
I'll be up on the roof.