I'm so sorry to hear about Costia. The pain you must have endured, what you must still be carrying with you - I can't imagine it.
Even knowing the suffering and disaster you'd face with her abuse and death, would you wish to have never known Costia? If the memories could be stripped from you, would you let them go?
[ he's truly curious - some in grief wish to simply rid themselves of it. since taking sam's pain, cas has made an odd kind of companionship with emotional weight, like an iron ball on a chain he drags everywhere with him. and yet, each memory that remains (after naomi's tampering) is precious to him. ]
Uniting warring factions is no small feat. For however long it lasted, you ought to be proud. True peace is a gift few leaders are able to give their people.
Everything you need to be for your people, for your loved ones here, you already are simply in being you. You realize, how you're talking about them now, how you've devoted your existence to their well-being - you're already drawing incredible strength from the familial love and care you hold for your people. Why would you become someone else, when the Lexa you are is already so capable of such great love?
What led to my situation was the need to do the right thing, something I was prepared to die for. It would've been any other Kestrel informant if it wasn't you. Our familial love is what brought you to me after Dean was gone.
[ and this is really the first time he's spoken about that outside of murmurings in his head and nightmares. ]
I don't know that I'd have gotten back up without you lending me strength in that time of weakness.
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Even knowing the suffering and disaster you'd face with her abuse and death, would you wish to have never known Costia? If the memories could be stripped from you, would you let them go?
[ he's truly curious - some in grief wish to simply rid themselves of it. since taking sam's pain, cas has made an odd kind of companionship with emotional weight, like an iron ball on a chain he drags everywhere with him. and yet, each memory that remains (after naomi's tampering) is precious to him. ]
Uniting warring factions is no small feat. For however long it lasted, you ought to be proud. True peace is a gift few leaders are able to give their people.
Everything you need to be for your people, for your loved ones here, you already are simply in being you. You realize, how you're talking about them now, how you've devoted your existence to their well-being - you're already drawing incredible strength from the familial love and care you hold for your people. Why would you become someone else, when the Lexa you are is already so capable of such great love?
What led to my situation was the need to do the right thing, something I was prepared to die for. It would've been any other Kestrel informant if it wasn't you. Our familial love is what brought you to me after Dean was gone.
[ and this is really the first time he's spoken about that outside of murmurings in his head and nightmares. ]
I don't know that I'd have gotten back up without you lending me strength in that time of weakness.