Merle and Magus did relatively well. They loved, they lost but they never needed to depend on anyone else. They did not have our background. Our entwined souls.
[It was a bit oversimplifying it, because obviously Merle and Magnus had ended up feeling alone, too... but not like Taako.]
Taako... Taako has never been alone. We drew our first breaths together and after that we were never apart until we hit the bad years on the Starblaster. The few times we died without the other... it was like we wanted to crawl into each other's bodies.
I had Barry to support me, but he was always lost.
[They spent a long time afterwards, forehead to forehead in a bed, clutching their hands together like they were afraid one of them would slip away.]
He was always the kind of be a little more emotionally distant with other people, but the always the pragmatic and responsible one. I was the fighter, the protector ever since we would stand. We survived a lot of shit together. We did things nobody as young as we were should have to do to survive.
Things nobody should have to do, period.
...and he then thought he did it all alone. There was nobody to protect him, nobody to show him love and affection and pull him out of his shell when he needed it. Nobody to be there in the cold nights when we were starving and dirty and afraid for our lives.
He had nothing, and it has made him bitter and distrustful. Lost and hiding behind a mask of uncaring and telling people he's dumb so they'll always underestimate him.
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Merle and Magus did relatively well. They loved, they lost but they never needed to depend on anyone else. They did not have our background. Our entwined souls.
[It was a bit oversimplifying it, because obviously Merle and Magnus had ended up feeling alone, too... but not like Taako.]
Taako... Taako has never been alone. We drew our first breaths together and after that we were never apart until we hit the bad years on the Starblaster. The few times we died without the other... it was like we wanted to crawl into each other's bodies.
I had Barry to support me, but he was always lost.
[They spent a long time afterwards, forehead to forehead in a bed, clutching their hands together like they were afraid one of them would slip away.]
He was always the kind of be a little more emotionally distant with other people, but the always the pragmatic and responsible one. I was the fighter, the protector ever since we would stand. We survived a lot of shit together. We did things nobody as young as we were should have to do to survive.
Things nobody should have to do, period.
...and he then thought he did it all alone. There was nobody to protect him, nobody to show him love and affection and pull him out of his shell when he needed it. Nobody to be there in the cold nights when we were starving and dirty and afraid for our lives.
He had nothing, and it has made him bitter and distrustful. Lost and hiding behind a mask of uncaring and telling people he's dumb so they'll always underestimate him.