His hands wobble a moment in uncertainty, sort of the physical version of filler words, as he considers it.
It's not the cruelty that bothers me, though I won't deny that it probably influenced me on some level. He's willing to own up to his own biases. It's the capriciousness that implied, in a way. You made yourself sound so willing to step in and out of lives with little care for the damages you caused along the way. It's the period of time, thousands on thousands of lives can be anything from a few millennia to a few hundred.
There's a pause, and he adds with a wry grimace. It's the ego, that everything you do is without fault because it's you doing it, even if you make apologies to try and soothe the tempers you fray. It's all too reminiscent of my--
But his hands falter, sharply catching himself before he finishes the sentence - and his hands form gentle, frustrated fists for a moment at the obvious slip.
Never mind. It's just a lot of common themes you're playing into.
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It's not the cruelty that bothers me, though I won't deny that it probably influenced me on some level. He's willing to own up to his own biases. It's the capriciousness that implied, in a way. You made yourself sound so willing to step in and out of lives with little care for the damages you caused along the way. It's the period of time, thousands on thousands of lives can be anything from a few millennia to a few hundred.
There's a pause, and he adds with a wry grimace. It's the ego, that everything you do is without fault because it's you doing it, even if you make apologies to try and soothe the tempers you fray. It's all too reminiscent of my--
But his hands falter, sharply catching himself before he finishes the sentence - and his hands form gentle, frustrated fists for a moment at the obvious slip.
Never mind. It's just a lot of common themes you're playing into.