[somehow, it feels just the slightest bit easier when leon isn't fighting him tooth and nail on this. even if he knows this is probably not the last of it... even if he knows that leon doesn't believe in him enough to have faith in being possible...
it's a little easier to not have to fight about it. it's one less point of real conflict.]
Even if it doesn't seem possible... I won't stop until there's a way. So just... believe in me. [that's all stahn can ask of him right now.
well, aside from:]
Until then... don't treat your life like it's worthless. [well, don't do so afterwards either, but he's so tired of feeling like leon doesn't care about being alive.] It's something precious... life. Your life. Anyone's life.
[he's so sick and tired of loss. he's so tired of the pain that comes with loss. he's so tired of people throwing their lives away so easily and treating it like that should be something easy to do. even if that's the job of a soldier—to be ready to give their life.
something like that should still have weight.
that's why it bothers stahn. that's why even plunging dymlos through the robots was so difficult; they weren't real, but they acted as if they could truly feel, and it physically felt the same as if they'd been real people. he's been evaluating these things a bit in the time he's spent alone.
it's not too much to ask, is it? to ask leon to treat his own life with the same care that he treated the lives of the people he cared about? stahn doesn't think so, but it's difficult for him to tell these days with leon.]
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it's a little easier to not have to fight about it. it's one less point of real conflict.]
Even if it doesn't seem possible... I won't stop until there's a way. So just... believe in me. [that's all stahn can ask of him right now.
well, aside from:]
Until then... don't treat your life like it's worthless. [well, don't do so afterwards either, but he's so tired of feeling like leon doesn't care about being alive.] It's something precious... life. Your life. Anyone's life.
[he's so sick and tired of loss. he's so tired of the pain that comes with loss. he's so tired of people throwing their lives away so easily and treating it like that should be something easy to do. even if that's the job of a soldier—to be ready to give their life.
something like that should still have weight.
that's why it bothers stahn. that's why even plunging dymlos through the robots was so difficult; they weren't real, but they acted as if they could truly feel, and it physically felt the same as if they'd been real people. he's been evaluating these things a bit in the time he's spent alone.
it's not too much to ask, is it? to ask leon to treat his own life with the same care that he treated the lives of the people he cared about? stahn doesn't think so, but it's difficult for him to tell these days with leon.]