[He's not quite so sure it's better hearing him say that, but it feels less stressful some how, not being told to let it go. Like he should just get over it. Letting go of shame though, that was half of what made him. He isn't sure who he was without it.]
It's a little inescapable in my opinion. I don't think I can tell you when I wasn't carrying it with me. It's been a long time.
[His mouth draws a harsh line and he looks down at the counter, his hands distracting himself with rubbing the fabric of his pants between his fingers.] Both my parents had expectations for me, but his was more demanding.
And I think it used to sound like him, but once I left it changed. It just sounds like me now.
I think...I've repeated some things that he's said to me before, but only when I've been angry. Just, expressions of disappointment, things like that. His values and mine have never aligned.
That's not the word I would use, but... I don't remember many conversations where he wasn't angry with me. And I suppose, if I'm angry, and in the moment I want to hurt someone, pulling from what's hurt me before is easier than figuring out some other more pointed, specific way to hurt who ever I'm angry at.
I know it works, or at least I know it worked on me.
[He thinks a moment, considering. The only time he thinks he's ever hurt Cain was when he'd told him he didn't want to hear his excuses and that they were done. Despite how upset he'd been, he feels like it had been rather appropriate.]
No. We bickered, but... there was only two instances that I ever actually yelled at him. The beginning, and the end, really. And both times, I feel like what I said was rather justified. That last time, I didn't even want to hurt him, I was just upset and couldn't understand why he'd do something like that to someone.
He tried to. At the time I didn't want to listen to him.
I remember what he said though, and the more time I've spent with it, the more I can accept why, but that doesn't make it any better. Justification doesn't just, fix it.
The problem is, I think I have forgiven him, at least for participating. I'm here because I was desperate enough to want to leave where I was, at least for a little while, and get something vitally important to me in exchange for a mission. It isn't the same, but there is a parallel.
But the difference between what we were asked to do? Thats...that's where the comparison falls apart.
And I don't know what it would take to fix that. Everything he did, I actively participated in myself, so he's not the only one to blame here. If I had just let myself stop to think for a minute, it wouldn't have been so painful.
I created some of that suffering by trusting him despite everything happening around us. I should have been smarter than that.
[There is that feeling that rises up again at that word, and he can't quite identify it. He isn't sure if it's shame, anger, disgust or simply embarrassment, but it twists up in him and gets his body tense.]
I trusted him because we were assigned together. If we weren't compatible, we were going to die, and he was supposed to watch my back, just like I watched his. I wasn't in love with him.
Yes, I felt stupid that I had ignored it... I defended him to people trying to tell me things he'd done when I wasn't around to see it, and I didn't believe them. It was entirely humiliating, and in the end, when he finally told me why, all I got was some bullshit excuse instead of an apology. As if having a change of heart, finally feeling guilty about what he'd done because he saw me as a person instead of a mission would magically make it all okay.
I thought I might be worth more than that, and I'm not so sure any more. [He takes in a shuttering breath and leans forward, elbows on the counter to press his palms against his eyes. It isn't worth cry over, it's fine.]
[Worth is measured in so many ways. His own self worth, his worth to the fleet, to the world, to his father, to Cain. The fact that Cain had to change his mind about his value, that he meant nothing and was nothing to him for how ever long? What part of him made him worth anything? Enough to change his mind? He wasn't sure he'd believe it even if Cain told him straight out.]
It would be a start? There are things that he did, when we first met, that...Nothing in the files made any mention of, that it was a requirement, and I have to look at it, every day and wonder why. Why would he do that if he didn't have to?
It's there forever, but if he apologized, or even explained why, made it make sense somehow, I could maybe start to let go of it. Stop asking myself what if's and trying to reason my way through his thought process every time I look in the mirror.
I...I think it's only natural to want to understand why someone would hurt you, but If I know, I can get some control back.
I can't stop myself thinking about it, questioning why. It's always on the back of my mind, but if I did know, I wouldn't have to, and that would help, at least I'd like to think it would.
If it was just out of necessity? That would make it palatable, but- [He leans forward a little, resting his forehead against the side of his open hand, staring hard a the counter. The only person he'd specifically told about Cain's involvement in the scar across his lips was Fitz, and while he hated talking about it, it was the thing that he usually got caught up on when he tried to reason his way though Cain's thought process.]
I can't come up with any explanation for why he needed to scar my face. It so permanent, and I know it's one of the first things people see when they look at me, everyone's just too polite to mention it. If he wanted to make sure everyone knew they couldn't talk to me, there are so many other ways...
Maybe it has nothing to do with warning anyone. Maybe he wanted to mark you so when he looks at you, he knows you're his. And when you look at you, you know it too. It's not... uncommon.
[Abel looks up at Malcolm, trying to figure out the best way to say what he wants to say.]
You know, I have a lot of difficulty talking about this, and spend most of my time, thinking about these things in the back of my head while I do anything else. I have come up with so many different possibilities. The ones that I don't like, I try not to entertain much, because what good does it do me?
If I'm going to have to think about it, the ones that hurt less get pushed to the front. I...Don't think what I want right now, is probabilities.
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It's a little inescapable in my opinion. I don't think I can tell you when I wasn't carrying it with me. It's been a long time.
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Does it come from your father? When the shame chides you, does it have his voice?
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And I think it used to sound like him, but once I left it changed. It just sounds like me now.
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I think...I've repeated some things that he's said to me before, but only when I've been angry. Just, expressions of disappointment, things like that. His values and mine have never aligned.
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Who wants a reminder that someone like that imprinted themselves on their life? I haven't even spoken to my family in six years, and it still happens.
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I know it works, or at least I know it worked on me.
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No. We bickered, but... there was only two instances that I ever actually yelled at him. The beginning, and the end, really. And both times, I feel like what I said was rather justified. That last time, I didn't even want to hurt him, I was just upset and couldn't understand why he'd do something like that to someone.
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I remember what he said though, and the more time I've spent with it, the more I can accept why, but that doesn't make it any better. Justification doesn't just, fix it.
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But the difference between what we were asked to do? Thats...that's where the comparison falls apart.
And I don't know what it would take to fix that. Everything he did, I actively participated in myself, so he's not the only one to blame here. If I had just let myself stop to think for a minute, it wouldn't have been so painful.
I created some of that suffering by trusting him despite everything happening around us. I should have been smarter than that.
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I trusted him because we were assigned together. If we weren't compatible, we were going to die, and he was supposed to watch my back, just like I watched his. I wasn't in love with him.
Yes, I felt stupid that I had ignored it... I defended him to people trying to tell me things he'd done when I wasn't around to see it, and I didn't believe them. It was entirely humiliating, and in the end, when he finally told me why, all I got was some bullshit excuse instead of an apology. As if having a change of heart, finally feeling guilty about what he'd done because he saw me as a person instead of a mission would magically make it all okay.
I thought I might be worth more than that, and I'm not so sure any more. [He takes in a shuttering breath and leans forward, elbows on the counter to press his palms against his eyes. It isn't worth cry over, it's fine.]
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It would be a start? There are things that he did, when we first met, that...Nothing in the files made any mention of, that it was a requirement, and I have to look at it, every day and wonder why. Why would he do that if he didn't have to?
It's there forever, but if he apologized, or even explained why, made it make sense somehow, I could maybe start to let go of it. Stop asking myself what if's and trying to reason my way through his thought process every time I look in the mirror.
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I can't stop myself thinking about it, questioning why. It's always on the back of my mind, but if I did know, I wouldn't have to, and that would help, at least I'd like to think it would.
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If it was just out of necessity? That would make it palatable, but- [He leans forward a little, resting his forehead against the side of his open hand, staring hard a the counter. The only person he'd specifically told about Cain's involvement in the scar across his lips was Fitz, and while he hated talking about it, it was the thing that he usually got caught up on when he tried to reason his way though Cain's thought process.]
I can't come up with any explanation for why he needed to scar my face. It so permanent, and I know it's one of the first things people see when they look at me, everyone's just too polite to mention it. If he wanted to make sure everyone knew they couldn't talk to me, there are so many other ways...
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You know, I have a lot of difficulty talking about this, and spend most of my time, thinking about these things in the back of my head while I do anything else. I have come up with so many different possibilities. The ones that I don't like, I try not to entertain much, because what good does it do me?
If I'm going to have to think about it, the ones that hurt less get pushed to the front. I...Don't think what I want right now, is probabilities.
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