[His voice hardens, even if the doll can only summon so much energy, and his felt paws clench so tightly their seams stretch.]
And if I cannot forgive him? Or any of them?
[That's the ironic part—because he can understand Klint's motivations, having watched his brother so closely for all his life. His brother had become obsessed with his own sense of justice at the expense of all else, and it spelled his doom. But he was far from the only one affected by the act.]
Would that make me deserving of the past decade, removed from the truth of my family?
[Is the regret of the dead enough? Do those who've yet to pass feel any for their part?]
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And if I cannot forgive him? Or any of them?
[That's the ironic part—because he can understand Klint's motivations, having watched his brother so closely for all his life. His brother had become obsessed with his own sense of justice at the expense of all else, and it spelled his doom. But he was far from the only one affected by the act.]
Would that make me deserving of the past decade, removed from the truth of my family?
[Is the regret of the dead enough? Do those who've yet to pass feel any for their part?]