[ Poe's not sure how long he spends crying. He just knows that John's hand stays on his shoulder, the heat of him is close and comforting, and that he needs this.
When he stops, it's because he's too tired to keep it up. For a few seconds he just stays with his face against his knees, just breathing. ]
Gotta stop doing this. [ It's only partially a joke. He aches when he remembers the other times John was there for him. Once when they were almost strangers. Once when Karen didn't understand anything, and John understood it all. ]
They took... [ He struggles for a second, then goes on. ] They scraped me out. [ It doesn't occur to him that he's using Finn's terminology. ] They took it all away, everything I was... everything. All the fear, all the anger, everything. Then they just dumped it all back into me and I don't know what to do with it.
[ He straightens up, staring at his hands. ] I want to kill them. If we didn't need them to get home, I would find a way.
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Date: 2019-05-30 06:32 pm (UTC)When he stops, it's because he's too tired to keep it up. For a few seconds he just stays with his face against his knees, just breathing. ]
Gotta stop doing this. [ It's only partially a joke. He aches when he remembers the other times John was there for him. Once when they were almost strangers. Once when Karen didn't understand anything, and John understood it all. ]
They took... [ He struggles for a second, then goes on. ] They scraped me out. [ It doesn't occur to him that he's using Finn's terminology. ] They took it all away, everything I was... everything. All the fear, all the anger, everything. Then they just dumped it all back into me and I don't know what to do with it.
[ He straightens up, staring at his hands. ] I want to kill them. If we didn't need them to get home, I would find a way.