[He turns away from Molly to hide the flash of empty, haunted guilt that flickers across his face, and continues moving again, the strides fractionally quicker. His tone is flat, almost emotionless, but the words come too smoothly, too quickly, betraying just how often they'd been said, how often they'd been repeated.]
What he believed in got him killed. I'm not about to do the same.
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Date: 2011-12-04 03:31 am (UTC)What he believed in got him killed. I'm not about to do the same.