He does. God help him, he does still care for them all. He doesn’t want anyone else to die.
“You think me a fool,” he says quietly, glad at least that Raju’s hand is back on his again. He holds it as tightly as he can, weak as he feels. “I cared for them too, even the mutineers. Good people are capable of terrible things in times of desperation.”
But they’re nowhere near desperate. No one believed him about that either.
“Further north nothing grows, not even moss. Game was scarce. The ice was so thick we couldn’t fish. There was nothing, Raju, and here there’s still so much plenty…”
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Date: 2024-07-04 01:00 am (UTC)He does. God help him, he does still care for them all. He doesn’t want anyone else to die.
“You think me a fool,” he says quietly, glad at least that Raju’s hand is back on his again. He holds it as tightly as he can, weak as he feels. “I cared for them too, even the mutineers. Good people are capable of terrible things in times of desperation.”
But they’re nowhere near desperate. No one believed him about that either.
“Further north nothing grows, not even moss. Game was scarce. The ice was so thick we couldn’t fish. There was nothing, Raju, and here there’s still so much plenty…”