Re: Bar: Erik and Charles
[Charles often refrained from saying 'I know' regarding things he hadn't exactly been told, and now was no exception. He waited while Erik spoke and then with a soft tilt of his head he regarded him for a moment.] Saved isn't the right word for it. I don't want to save you.
[Charles listened, he'd seen it during the illness, he knew what it looked like and now he was hearing it again. He was sure Erik wasn't wrong, he probably would be the death of him.]
Its not weakness. And I don't give up. That's what makes us so different. I don't think you need to be saved, but you clearly think you do - but can't be. You think you're going to be the death of me, but don't see any reason to change course despite the fact that it's what keeps you up at night. You think compassion is weakness and that the answer to difficult situation is to give up. Which is exactly what you do every time you immediately hurt someone the minute you feel uncomfortable.
No Erik, I'm not here to save you. What I'd like is for you to see some piece of good in the world before you go about trying to take it over. I do know everything about you, which is why I haven't given up. And don't intend to. If for no other reason than to make sure you don't get the satisfaction of seeing me defeated. It isn't going to happen. So get used to it. Or put that ridiculous helmet on and run away, just like you always do.