[Lucas covers his face with a hand, as if that can somehow keep him from crying again. He doesn't dare to speak until he is sure he can do so without gasping or panting or otherwise showing his weakness. Last time . . . last time, he had promised himself that he would become strong. Last time, he had fought his way through the tears and the despair to grow up, to become a hero. He had never expected to have to go through something like this again, so soon. He had never expected that the feelings he thought he had conquered had only been buried more deeply within his heart.
But there is no reason that this time couldn't be the same way . . . He places his free hand over Taiwan's hand and whispers.]
I'm done . . . I'm sorry. I . . . I have to be strong.
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Date: 2010-10-18 10:04 pm (UTC)But there is no reason that this time couldn't be the same way . . . He places his free hand over Taiwan's hand and whispers.]
I'm done . . . I'm sorry. I . . . I have to be strong.