He listened attentively, his arm protectively wrapped around her shoulders as she spoke.
Ever since he'd arrived in this strange village, he hadn't felt connected to it or the people here. The Dojo was an attempt at that but because of Sam he felt like he had something more. Trust… maybe? Danny didn't know what it was but he welcomed the feeling, even if it's a sad story. It's Sam and he wants to know even the unpleasant parts of her.
Danny felt a knot of tension tighten in his chest. "People have the tendency to do that, good or bad." He remembered the monks, the questions that he had for his masters, the lies. Danny didn't know if he'd ever truly get an answer but it felt like a betrayal. They had told him parts of it but they hadn't explained what it meant.
"No one wants to die." His arm tightened briefly and once again he kissed the top of her head. "That's how it was for me. I was ten and I didn't want to freeze to death in the snow. I hadn't understood anything back then." It felt like it was a reasonable reaction. Even now he remembered what it felt like. His limbs were slowly freezing. He found his dad in the snow, broken and unbreathing, he had never found his mom. All he could do was walk forward and eventually the monks found him.
"Do you regret it? Choosing to live, even as you are, means that you can change the world. I don't think that's a bad thing."
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Ever since he'd arrived in this strange village, he hadn't felt connected to it or the people here. The Dojo was an attempt at that but because of Sam he felt like he had something more. Trust… maybe? Danny didn't know what it was but he welcomed the feeling, even if it's a sad story. It's Sam and he wants to know even the unpleasant parts of her.
Danny felt a knot of tension tighten in his chest. "People have the tendency to do that, good or bad." He remembered the monks, the questions that he had for his masters, the lies. Danny didn't know if he'd ever truly get an answer but it felt like a betrayal. They had told him parts of it but they hadn't explained what it meant.
"No one wants to die." His arm tightened briefly and once again he kissed the top of her head. "That's how it was for me. I was ten and I didn't want to freeze to death in the snow. I hadn't understood anything back then." It felt like it was a reasonable reaction. Even now he remembered what it felt like. His limbs were slowly freezing. He found his dad in the snow, broken and unbreathing, he had never found his mom. All he could do was walk forward and eventually the monks found him.
"Do you regret it? Choosing to live, even as you are, means that you can change the world. I don't think that's a bad thing."