Telling him that Trapper not being here means that he is home and he is safe will be no more comfort now than it was back then, to a Hawk that actually chased him to the airport only to watch him leave him behind. He doesn't know what to say instead. It feels now, as it ever has, like all of his sense has been simply beaten out of him.
Still. They play par on this course. Par is "still alive."
(Mulcahy still wonders why he Fuelweaver, the one he carried away, are the last ones left.)
"At least he's safe," he says anyway, because it's better than nothing, because there are people out there who will go their whole lives and never know this grief. He squeezes his hand. "I'm sorry."
no subject
Telling him that Trapper not being here means that he is home and he is safe will be no more comfort now than it was back then, to a Hawk that actually chased him to the airport only to watch him leave him behind. He doesn't know what to say instead. It feels now, as it ever has, like all of his sense has been simply beaten out of him.
Still. They play par on this course. Par is "still alive."
(Mulcahy still wonders why he Fuelweaver, the one he carried away, are the last ones left.)
"At least he's safe," he says anyway, because it's better than nothing, because there are people out there who will go their whole lives and never know this grief. He squeezes his hand. "I'm sorry."