Once she'd settled in, stroking her long, loose hair came instinctively. It soothed her, and in its way, it soothed him, too, by giving him a right thing to do with his hands.
Then he started listening to the words she was singing. About a soldier who didn't come back from war. Kash felt that sort of loss viscerally; it never wouldn't remind him of the first battle he'd been in after Vesh, and it never wouldn't remind him of going into battle beside his friends, his family, and maybe never seeing them again.
He understood her to be singing about her loss, and missing Z the way he did, Kash felt for her. But it was when the notes and words Wullie's slain, Wullie's slain resonated in his chest that he realized it was more than that.
The sonuvabitch hadn't cursed her husband. He'd murdered him.
Kash didn't need the parallel to his own fears to make his knuckles white with anger. He just wished he knew what to say. "Motherfucker," was what came out. And then "sonuva goddamned bitch."
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Re: Curnen - OTA
Date: 2017-12-10 03:27 am (UTC)Then he started listening to the words she was singing. About a soldier who didn't come back from war. Kash felt that sort of loss viscerally; it never wouldn't remind him of the first battle he'd been in after Vesh, and it never wouldn't remind him of going into battle beside his friends, his family, and maybe never seeing them again.
He understood her to be singing about her loss, and missing Z the way he did, Kash felt for her. But it was when the notes and words Wullie's slain, Wullie's slain resonated in his chest that he realized it was more than that.
The sonuvabitch hadn't cursed her husband. He'd murdered him.
Kash didn't need the parallel to his own fears to make his knuckles white with anger. He just wished he knew what to say. "Motherfucker," was what came out. And then "sonuva goddamned bitch."