"Darcy..." It's said with fondness, affection. He can't help but feel touched by her concern. He can't help but feel a little bit loved.
"I...I wish I could say I wouldn't. I definitely don't want to. And the thought of...dying horribly is even worse." Maybe he's not making this any easier for her, but as he tries to think, he can't come up with anything that's not...absolutely horrid or a horrible lie.
"He has ways to hurt us all I suppose, coming and going." He sighs. "So we have to find the happiness where we can. Until we find out how to run." Beating the captain? Maybe not. But all they had to do was get away.
"But thank you, Darcy." He briefly rests a hand over hers. "I'm glad that someone as cool as you cares what happens to me." It's a joke, but told softly and with a smile. "And I care for you too. Like you're my own." And it's true.
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"I...I wish I could say I wouldn't. I definitely don't want to. And the thought of...dying horribly is even worse." Maybe he's not making this any easier for her, but as he tries to think, he can't come up with anything that's not...absolutely horrid or a horrible lie.
"He has ways to hurt us all I suppose, coming and going." He sighs. "So we have to find the happiness where we can. Until we find out how to run." Beating the captain? Maybe not. But all they had to do was get away.
"But thank you, Darcy." He briefly rests a hand over hers. "I'm glad that someone as cool as you cares what happens to me." It's a joke, but told softly and with a smile. "And I care for you too. Like you're my own." And it's true.