[It's the second time he's heard her speak that name. The first it's come with that level of emotion. He'd wondered at Arid's devotion—well past the boundaries of any rules. He'd wondered what would become of her if her human was dead.
But things can always be worse, can't they?
He doesn't interrupt. Doesn't try to fill the faltering description. The details might be unclear, but alive or dead, Domesticon's facility had only ever served one purpose.]
...me too.
[For her human. For the fact that all her choices led to that. It's not just about Arid. But it is about her.
And himself?]
I risked format. [The words taste a little funny. He had, hadn't he? After all that.]
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But things can always be worse, can't they?
He doesn't interrupt. Doesn't try to fill the faltering description. The details might be unclear, but alive or dead, Domesticon's facility had only ever served one purpose.]
...me too.
[For her human. For the fact that all her choices led to that. It's not just about Arid. But it is about her.
And himself?]
I risked format. [The words taste a little funny. He had, hadn't he? After all that.]
Whose responsibility was that?