[ Casual and accepting, huh? McGillis supposes he has Gaelio's presence to thank for that. It's easier to push it all down when he is performing himself for an audience, even if it's made up of his killer only.
He's fought so hard, until the last of his breath, and he feels like he can still sense the stab wound through his whole torso. He's tired, now. He's been tired for so long.
McGillis pushes his fringe out of his face entirely for once, grossed out by how slimy it all is, and sighs. ]
But... no. I have never hated you, not once in my whole life.
[ Anger, yes. Resentment, yes. But a feeling as forward as hatred? How easy that would have made it. ]
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[ Casual and accepting, huh? McGillis supposes he has Gaelio's presence to thank for that. It's easier to push it all down when he is performing himself for an audience, even if it's made up of his killer only.
He's fought so hard, until the last of his breath, and he feels like he can still sense the stab wound through his whole torso. He's tired, now. He's been tired for so long.
McGillis pushes his fringe out of his face entirely for once, grossed out by how slimy it all is, and sighs. ]
But... no. I have never hated you, not once in my whole life.
[ Anger, yes. Resentment, yes. But a feeling as forward as hatred? How easy that would have made it. ]