[That's really all Basil can offer her. An ear, a shoulder...it's the exact same thing Max has given him, too. It's all they have, trapped here, forced to speak the truth. At this point, it feels like Basil has told everything, yet...he knows there's plenty more awful things Max could uncover about him, if enough layers were peeled back.
But he isn't thinking about any of that now. He's too busy turning over her words, the idea that she's never going to get better. She will never be well again, permanently damaged.
Broken.
And Basil...he can't lie to her. It's the one time he wishes he could.
Basil's jaws tremble as he fights to come up with something to say, but he just can't. He's left silent as Max sobs into his shoulder, holding her hands and not minding how tightly she grips them in return. Even if she holds them until they turn numb, he won't ask her to let go. It's...scary, how cold, yet warm she can be all at the same time.]
I-...I d-don't know.
[He finally whispers, wishing he could conjure up a half-truth that was better than something so weak and uncertain. But he doesn't know, how could he? Ryslig...the Fog, whatever, It could have fixed Max, but it didn't. Her new monster body could have been stronger, and completely whole again...but it didn't.
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But he isn't thinking about any of that now. He's too busy turning over her words, the idea that she's never going to get better. She will never be well again, permanently damaged.
Broken.
And Basil...he can't lie to her. It's the one time he wishes he could.
Basil's jaws tremble as he fights to come up with something to say, but he just can't. He's left silent as Max sobs into his shoulder, holding her hands and not minding how tightly she grips them in return. Even if she holds them until they turn numb, he won't ask her to let go. It's...scary, how cold, yet warm she can be all at the same time.]
I-...I d-don't know.
[He finally whispers, wishing he could conjure up a half-truth that was better than something so weak and uncertain. But he doesn't know, how could he? Ryslig...the Fog, whatever, It could have fixed Max, but it didn't. Her new monster body could have been stronger, and completely whole again...but it didn't.
He hates it. He hates it for her.]
It...it's not fair.