[ Who is the idiot who had a choice between spiting a half-dead furry who can't run, or Topaz?
Even if it wasn't really his sister, having to kill an image of her—to grant her mercy—couldn't be easy. He shuts his eyes a moment, silent as he listens and brushes his knuckles down Aventurine's side and up again, mindlessly comforting. Though there is a little pause in the motion, like a record skipping, when he explains the next part. As if having to kill the specter of his dead family weren't enough. ]
And that's why you thought someone had kidnapped me.
[ It's surreal to be important enough to be anyone's hostage, an upswell of uncertain emotion in him that he tempers in his voice. He thinks of the relief in Aventurine's expression when he first woke, despite everything. ]
I'm fine. Even if it were real, I... [ He would've rather died than be used against him? ] You didn't have to worry about me. [ He would've been a lot less angry than fake!Topaz was. ]
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Even if it wasn't really his sister, having to kill an image of her—to grant her mercy—couldn't be easy. He shuts his eyes a moment, silent as he listens and brushes his knuckles down Aventurine's side and up again, mindlessly comforting. Though there is a little pause in the motion, like a record skipping, when he explains the next part. As if having to kill the specter of his dead family weren't enough. ]
And that's why you thought someone had kidnapped me.
[ It's surreal to be important enough to be anyone's hostage, an upswell of uncertain emotion in him that he tempers in his voice. He thinks of the relief in Aventurine's expression when he first woke, despite everything. ]
I'm fine. Even if it were real, I... [ He would've rather died than be used against him? ] You didn't have to worry about me. [ He would've been a lot less angry than fake!Topaz was. ]