For Rose it’s the fact that she can’t regret the things she did, only those she didn’t. She would rather spend the rest of her life missing Dimitri, than a lifetime of wondering what if. The only thing she could control was the choices she’d made, and she’d make them all over again.
“Really?” Silently scrutinizing him for a moment as she wondered how what she’d said could have reached him in some way but hearing that, only helps to reassure she wasn’t only right to tell somebody, but that there wasn’t anyone she would rather have shared it with, than Major. “You’re welcome… and, thanks for listening.” Because she knew it was a lot and she wasn’t used to sharing anything that real about herself, but Major had this way of making her feel like she wasn’t a burden. Like, it really was okay for her to take a moment to put herself first.
“No…” Even finding a smile that doesn’t look quite so forced. “I don’t need to.” Talk about him. This was already the most she’d ever told anyone about Dimitri, either back home or in this place and she didn’t want to be stuck in the past. It was the whole reason she’d needed to say as much as she had but talking about all the reasons why she loved him, wasn’t going to bring him back. It was just going to keep the wound raw and weeping and he wouldn’t want that.
Her hand runs down his arm until her fingers brush his, allowing them to lace together and the silence to hang between them for several long moments… but there’s only so much serious that Rose can take, before a soft chuckle makes her shoulders shake.
“Though, for the record. Next time we hang out? Can we do it somewhere other than a grave?”
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“Really?” Silently scrutinizing him for a moment as she wondered how what she’d said could have reached him in some way but hearing that, only helps to reassure she wasn’t only right to tell somebody, but that there wasn’t anyone she would rather have shared it with, than Major. “You’re welcome… and, thanks for listening.” Because she knew it was a lot and she wasn’t used to sharing anything that real about herself, but Major had this way of making her feel like she wasn’t a burden. Like, it really was okay for her to take a moment to put herself first.
“No…” Even finding a smile that doesn’t look quite so forced. “I don’t need to.” Talk about him. This was already the most she’d ever told anyone about Dimitri, either back home or in this place and she didn’t want to be stuck in the past. It was the whole reason she’d needed to say as much as she had but talking about all the reasons why she loved him, wasn’t going to bring him back. It was just going to keep the wound raw and weeping and he wouldn’t want that.
Her hand runs down his arm until her fingers brush his, allowing them to lace together and the silence to hang between them for several long moments… but there’s only so much serious that Rose can take, before a soft chuckle makes her shoulders shake.
“Though, for the record. Next time we hang out? Can we do it somewhere other than a grave?”