Mick.. has never been good with words. Ever. Written or spoken, anymore they still get jumbled up in his head. Don't come out right. He can't offer Sara any words of wisdom or even consolation because he doesn't have them.
All he has is himself. All he can offer her is himself. The certainty that he will never leave her side again.
Sara fought and won against her bloodlust, against her years as an assassin. Leonard became a hero. Died to save the people he loved most. Mick? Mick was so far behind on the journey to be a better man some days it felt laughable. But he got up every morning and he fought for it because that's what he does. He fights. Fights to earn what he's got rather than simply stealing it.
A swallow of whiskey. Another.
He can't offer her the right words or any kind of a solution. But he can offer her a distraction. A way to jar her out of her thoughts.
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Date: 2018-01-04 04:08 pm (UTC)All he has is himself. All he can offer her is himself. The certainty that he will never leave her side again.
Sara fought and won against her bloodlust, against her years as an assassin. Leonard became a hero. Died to save the people he loved most. Mick? Mick was so far behind on the journey to be a better man some days it felt laughable.
But he got up every morning and he fought for it because that's what he does. He fights. Fights to earn what he's got rather than simply stealing it.
A swallow of whiskey.
Another.
He can't offer her the right words or any kind of a solution. But he can offer her a distraction. A way to jar her out of her thoughts.
"Maybe we should rob a bank."