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David Haller (xgene) wrote,

The sharp pain in his head gave him something else to focus on, it slowed his mind just enough to try drawing in a deeper breath, air that still burned, but was needed. All the basics needed to stay alive, he'd accepted them only because she told him to. Only because, for some reason, he should still be here. He didn't want to be here, didn't want to keep breathing, keep feeling everything and nothing.

"Nothing to change," he practically spat out, dropping his hand from his hair to ball his hands into fists, nails digging into his palms. Ash in his mouth. "All I want to do is die and you won't let me."

At that he David returned his gaze to her, glaring for a fraction of a second before all the anger and vitriol bled away, replaced swiftly with regret and a nice, hefty dosage of guilt. "Your eyes are alive." He said suddenly, voice soft again as he curled up on himself once more. Not entirely convinced she was, he at least recognized that it was... different.

"What is there to change?" He asked suddenly, unable to keep looking at her, his gaze returning to the floor in front of them.