[Kurt smiles, thin, tired, and sad enough that it should not by rights be classified as a smile.] The last time I was truly, blissfully happy, a good woman died a horrible death. [He closes his eyes against the stinging in his nose and the memory of coming home to find what Dukes had left of his wife.
After a moment, Kurt shakes his head.] The bastard I am now is what I need to be to protect all of you. This peace won't last; our captors will get bored of a hands-off approach eventually. [And he anticipates being called on to do horrible things when they do. It's what he's good at, and the dark part of him that flourished during his relationship with Damask is proud of that.] I'll give you as much joy as I can, mother hen.
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Date: 2016-12-27 08:09 pm (UTC)After a moment, Kurt shakes his head.] The bastard I am now is what I need to be to protect all of you. This peace won't last; our captors will get bored of a hands-off approach eventually. [And he anticipates being called on to do horrible things when they do. It's what he's good at, and the dark part of him that flourished during his relationship with Damask is proud of that.] I'll give you as much joy as I can, mother hen.