I know I'm not responsible. And he isn't responsible for me, and yet he still--
[Caspar is undoubtably familiar with Nikos' habit of cutting short his own sentences, with the way that his words crowd too close and choke him. He burns from the inside with words, without being able to expel them. Caspar, hopefully, still finds it kind of charming instead of as fully irritating as it actually is.]
He told me he wouldn't lie for me. For you. As if I asked him for that. He told me not to do anything stupid. "When the North is collapsing," [his best unflattering Kostos, sounding barely different than his angry Nikos,] as if he gives an actual shit about the North, truly--as if it meant anything to him the way it should.
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I know I'm not responsible. And he isn't responsible for me, and yet he still--
[Caspar is undoubtably familiar with Nikos' habit of cutting short his own sentences, with the way that his words crowd too close and choke him. He burns from the inside with words, without being able to expel them. Caspar, hopefully, still finds it kind of charming instead of as fully irritating as it actually is.]
He told me he wouldn't lie for me. For you. As if I asked him for that. He told me not to do anything stupid. "When the North is collapsing," [his best unflattering Kostos, sounding barely different than his angry Nikos,] as if he gives an actual shit about the North, truly--as if it meant anything to him the way it should.