"Stop." There's a voice he hasn't used in a while.
He tosses a handful of papers into the fire. Part of him is dying with curiosity to see what, precisely, she is getting rid of, but he doesn't look at the pages. It would feel disrespectful.
"If I'm supposed to stop chastising myself, then I'll expect the same from you."
The flames consume another handful of papers. "I, uh ..." He stops to stare at the fire for a few moments, the red glow bringing out his red eyes. "In your shoes, I would have done no less for you. Your efforts were touching, if somewhat misguided. And none of us are perfect, Bird. You just learn, and move on."
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Date: 2008-02-22 04:26 am (UTC)He tosses a handful of papers into the fire. Part of him is dying with curiosity to see what, precisely, she is getting rid of, but he doesn't look at the pages. It would feel disrespectful.
"If I'm supposed to stop chastising myself, then I'll expect the same from you."
The flames consume another handful of papers. "I, uh ..." He stops to stare at the fire for a few moments, the red glow bringing out his red eyes. "In your shoes, I would have done no less for you. Your efforts were touching, if somewhat misguided. And none of us are perfect, Bird. You just learn, and move on."