(no subject)
It's not an easy decision, not to make or -- he suspects -- to keep.
But Darla? Your brains are safe with him.
(He still moves out of the little room slowly, frowning to himself, half-unsure that he isn't making a terrible mistake. Out that thought goes. He's sick to the back teeth of uncertainty. He's not going to put up with any more to-and-fro, wishy-washy indecision.)
(...No.)
(He's not.)
But Darla? Your brains are safe with him.
(He still moves out of the little room slowly, frowning to himself, half-unsure that he isn't making a terrible mistake. Out that thought goes. He's sick to the back teeth of uncertainty. He's not going to put up with any more to-and-fro, wishy-washy indecision.)
(...No.)
(He's not.)