[ Maybe he doesn't know — how much it mattered to her, being shown a little human kindness in that moment of raw and painful vulnerability. She'd been stripped of everything — her boys, her purpose, her power. The things that she'd used to define herself, to give the mercurial soul of "Andromache" some recognizable shape. She'd stood there on the precipice of a terrible, impulsive choice — and he'd pulled her back. Saved her from her own despair. Her own cowardice. Without knowing a damn thing about her. Without knowing who or what she was.
That wasn't a small thing. Not to her. And now — despite seeing the worst parts of her, seeing her at her lowest, watching her come and go bloodied from petty fights — he still thinks it's worth saying these things to her. Appealing to her conscience, even though evidence has shown her to be violent and volatile. It's right that she stays her hand now. That she lets him speak his piece. And listen.
That's the least that she owes him, isn't it. ]
Shouldn't want to be more than we're capable of being. Sets you up for disappointment. [ She says that, turning her head away to exhale another mouthful of smoke. But when she glances back again, it's to look Kim in the eye, and there's no trace of her usual wryness when she goes on, finally: ] I'll try. That's all I can promise.
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That wasn't a small thing. Not to her. And now — despite seeing the worst parts of her, seeing her at her lowest, watching her come and go bloodied from petty fights — he still thinks it's worth saying these things to her. Appealing to her conscience, even though evidence has shown her to be violent and volatile. It's right that she stays her hand now. That she lets him speak his piece. And listen.
That's the least that she owes him, isn't it. ]
Shouldn't want to be more than we're capable of being. Sets you up for disappointment. [ She says that, turning her head away to exhale another mouthful of smoke. But when she glances back again, it's to look Kim in the eye, and there's no trace of her usual wryness when she goes on, finally: ] I'll try. That's all I can promise.