Elijah sits down on the opposite side of the door, cross-legged in the
hallway.
"...I have to admit my own limitations, when it comes to empathising with
your position. I was not born or raised 'for' any reason. I didn't
particularly...bond, with anyone responsible for raising me. My purpose, my
'something bigger', was only ever mine to dictate. And without any sense
of...limitation, I went too far."
A slow breath.
"I think your problem is the inverse to mine. Where I felt untethered, by
expectation or even by basic ethics, you seem to feel...paralyzed, now, in
their absence."
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Elijah sits down on the opposite side of the door, cross-legged in the hallway.
"...I have to admit my own limitations, when it comes to empathising with your position. I was not born or raised 'for' any reason. I didn't particularly...bond, with anyone responsible for raising me. My purpose, my 'something bigger', was only ever mine to dictate. And without any sense of...limitation, I went too far."
A slow breath.
"I think your problem is the inverse to mine. Where I felt untethered, by expectation or even by basic ethics, you seem to feel...paralyzed, now, in their absence."