Francis doesn't sound happy about it. He doesn't sound insistent or stubborn. He's strange that way. He always has been, at least as long as Raju has known him; maybe the man he says he used to be would have pushed here, or pushed about anything at all. Maybe that man would be insisting now. Francis only says it, in that way he has. Gentle is the word that comes to mind. Maybe it's the right one.
"How?" Raju looks up from the floor again, at Francis. "You tried to warn them of a danger and they as good as spat on you and turned their back. But..."
He takes a slow breath, lets it out in a hard sigh, and makes an effort to sound less frustrated and confused as he goes on, more curious. "And it's easy for you, still. To feel they're still yours to help. That they deserve it. How?"
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Date: 2024-08-07 05:30 pm (UTC)"How?" Raju looks up from the floor again, at Francis. "You tried to warn them of a danger and they as good as spat on you and turned their back. But..."
He takes a slow breath, lets it out in a hard sigh, and makes an effort to sound less frustrated and confused as he goes on, more curious. "And it's easy for you, still. To feel they're still yours to help. That they deserve it. How?"