[ Zelgadis raises his voice without thinking. Equally impulsively, he tries to push himself up off the floor and stand, grunting in pain when he fails. ]
Ngh... Damn it -- stop running away, you coward! Who else's regret... who else's should it be?
[ It's only now that Zel's present condition makes him feel pathetic: a miserable lump on the floor, no more in this moment than a wounded child grasping desperately for validation. ]
I can't do anything but get angry, and still -- you're running.
[ The brief spike of adrenaline rapidly abates, but Zel forces out the rest of what he wants to say.
If he keeps talking, Rezo might stay.
It's so disgustingly pitiful, but he can't bear not being heard. ]
You had everything, you know. All... all except for your sight. And none of it was good enough, so long as you couldn't see. None of us were good enough.
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[ Zelgadis raises his voice without thinking. Equally impulsively, he tries to push himself up off the floor and stand, grunting in pain when he fails. ]
Ngh... Damn it -- stop running away, you coward! Who else's regret... who else's should it be?
[ It's only now that Zel's present condition makes him feel pathetic: a miserable lump on the floor, no more in this moment than a wounded child grasping desperately for validation. ]
I can't do anything but get angry, and still -- you're running.
[ The brief spike of adrenaline rapidly abates, but Zel forces out the rest of what he wants to say.
If he keeps talking, Rezo might stay.
It's so disgustingly pitiful, but he can't bear not being heard. ]
You had everything, you know. All... all except for your sight. And none of it was good enough, so long as you couldn't see. None of us were good enough.