"Know that whatever you decide, I will do all I can for you."
He knew a thing or two about guilt. The past could eat you alive if you let it. And he'd almost been content to, to push forward alone on his path of revenge or justice or whatever he'd decided it was, until there was nothing left to give. Until his body gave out, or the mission was complete, and then--
But then there was York. Taylor. Delta. Lexi. There was family, and hope for something better, something he'd long since thought himself past imagining for himself. He'd do whatever he could to protect that, to prove worthy of it.
What are a few stolen moments next to that? Taylor would come back to him as he always did, and he could continue to have this. That was all that mattered. Content with that, he presses a kiss to the crown of his head.
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He knew a thing or two about guilt. The past could eat you alive if you let it. And he'd almost been content to, to push forward alone on his path of revenge or justice or whatever he'd decided it was, until there was nothing left to give. Until his body gave out, or the mission was complete, and then--
But then there was York. Taylor. Delta. Lexi. There was family, and hope for something better, something he'd long since thought himself past imagining for himself. He'd do whatever he could to protect that, to prove worthy of it.
What are a few stolen moments next to that? Taylor would come back to him as he always did, and he could continue to have this. That was all that mattered. Content with that, he presses a kiss to the crown of his head.