[ Mako has to fight not to flinch at how crude it is, how off-handedly destructive he is being -- and perhaps this is the real him now, a man so cold that his heart's frosted over.
But she's not giving up, not for him; surely she can reach him, right? Surely, he's not completely lost to her? ]
And here you are, wasting it. [ It's not the cheerful, smiling man, full of life and cocky swagger and the passion to save the world. Now, he's colder, harder, an older man who is worn down by grief. Better or worse, Raleigh asked her, and Mako knows the answer to that now. ]
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But she's not giving up, not for him; surely she can reach him, right? Surely, he's not completely lost to her? ]
And here you are, wasting it. [ It's not the cheerful, smiling man, full of life and cocky swagger and the passion to save the world. Now, he's colder, harder, an older man who is worn down by grief. Better or worse, Raleigh asked her, and Mako knows the answer to that now. ]