heisrisen: (frustration)
[Filtered to inmates]

Name one thing you're proud of.


[Filtered to graduates]

How many of you want to go back where you came from?


[Private to Zane]

[He's been thinking about - absolutes. He remembers being Risen in the arena, being so sure he could never graduate. Just like he always is. And yet: both of them are possible.]

What was it like, being here with him?

[The faintest emphasis. He's sure Zane will understand.]


[Private to Barbara]

Sometimes I regret being alive again.

[Confession, frustration, shame. He did promise her he'd try.]


[Private to Sylvanas]

What's your favorite musical instrument?


[Private to Iris]

[He wants to say tell me about a time you were trapped. He wants proof of - something, that creatures like them can survive it, because she would hate it as much as he does. He is bitter and coiled and mean; he thinks he is a little mad, in the way confinement makes any animal mad. But she is - she is hurting, so badly, he sees it in glimpses in passing, in the lab, in her fight with Dr. Cox. He isn't sure he forgives her, even now; he knows he doesn't want to trust her. But he doesn't want to hurt her either.]

I'd like you to tell me about a place I can't imagine. Please.

[She couldn't save him, can't save him, not from the mirror barge and not from himself. But there are worlds beyond him even if he can't rely on them; it's a thing he could stand to be reminded of, and a thing she might be heartened by telling.]

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