Ever-present...there was something comforting about that, if it was a good thing. She took a deep breath of the air after he mentioned it, wondering about the concept. Like the classical definition of God, but deeper in that it was part of everything. God was only the creator, while this Force was everything. And being connected like that, it meant you were never really alone. For lack of a better word, that idea seemed...nice. Something she would ponder over in further time to come.
True, to understand the memories would give explanation to actions that would be cruel, wrong, twisted without them, and those things were needed. Yet she wondered how things would change if they were given all of those back, if they had the power. It would be even harder to create a new life, to pull away from the past and let it remain as such if everyone understood why they did what they did. They would justify, and empathize, and slowly, slowly slip back into who they were. She was content to let the past remember for her, so she had said before to another.
But all of that in response died in her throat when she heard that fatal word. Blinded. One of the most horrific things to happen to someone in her opinion, and Juliet could not stop the wave of sorrow that rolled over her in sympathy for his lost sight. "I'm so sorry..." She tried to fit more words to what she felt, but she didn't want him to feel offended by her pity. What did you say in times like this?
Ben stopped, ignoring the wind that coaxed at him in order to look back at her. His eyes opened, and they didn't look quite like they had before he'd closed them. They were far paler. Cloudy. Even his pupils were an odd shade of gray. "It's all right," he said gently.
"I won't say it hasn't affected me." In the real world, at this distance his eyes would only have looked a little odd. Here, they were as clearly visible as if he and Juliet were standing toe to toe. "But I'm okay. I can manage."
True, to understand the memories would give explanation to actions that would be cruel, wrong, twisted without them, and those things were needed. Yet she wondered how things would change if they were given all of those back, if they had the power. It would be even harder to create a new life, to pull away from the past and let it remain as such if everyone understood why they did what they did. They would justify, and empathize, and slowly, slowly slip back into who they were. She was content to let the past remember for her, so she had said before to another.
But all of that in response died in her throat when she heard that fatal word. Blinded. One of the most horrific things to happen to someone in her opinion, and Juliet could not stop the wave of sorrow that rolled over her in sympathy for his lost sight. "I'm so sorry..." She tried to fit more words to what she felt, but she didn't want him to feel offended by her pity. What did you say in times like this?
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"I won't say it hasn't affected me." In the real world, at this distance his eyes would only have looked a little odd. Here, they were as clearly visible as if he and Juliet were standing toe to toe. "But I'm okay. I can manage."
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