He'd tell her that it wasn't her fault that Yancy died, that it was a risk all pilots took every time they set foot in a Yaeger and walked out to do battle, that Yancy and Raleigh both knew what it was they were getting into. But he won't, because he knows she knows that, just like he knows that guilt often doesn't pay any attention to logic or reason. He still feels guilty for Leslie's death all those years ago, and he quite literally had nothing whatsoever to do with that.
He shifts his arms on her and kisses her hair, stroking her back slowly as he wrenches himself out of the pained haze such powerful memories put him in.
It's okay, love, I don't blame you for it.
There's no point in denying what she's said; she's right. She did hurt him. But he doesn't exactly mind. She couldn't help it. Everyone gets caught by their memories once in a while.
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Date: 2013-07-18 03:05 pm (UTC)He shifts his arms on her and kisses her hair, stroking her back slowly as he wrenches himself out of the pained haze such powerful memories put him in.
It's okay, love, I don't blame you for it.
There's no point in denying what she's said; she's right. She did hurt him. But he doesn't exactly mind. She couldn't help it. Everyone gets caught by their memories once in a while.
I'm not leaving you, Gipsy.