"You shoulda met him a couple years ago," he says, indulging a little in reminiscing. "You woulda liked him. Everybody did. He could charm hisself into any damn place, rob 'em blind and have them thanking him for the pleasure."
He isn't really reacting to what she's saying yet, because he knows she's right. He just also wants her to understand, why he loved him. Why he still loves him, at least that old version of him.
"Don't know what it was about him that had us all believing he'd get us out. And half-- half of us ain't even alive no more to agonize over things."
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Date: 2020-07-24 07:31 am (UTC)He isn't really reacting to what she's saying yet, because he knows she's right. He just also wants her to understand, why he loved him. Why he still loves him, at least that old version of him.
"Don't know what it was about him that had us all believing he'd get us out. And half-- half of us ain't even alive no more to agonize over things."