...I don't even know. Too many things. Confused, [Till mumbles eventually.] Tired. Sad.
[at least he feels less angry. it's still kind of there, but it's not at the boiling forefront in the storm of all things going on inside of him right now. with it feeling like there's even more conflict and confusion, Till just feels momentarily defeated. it won't stick, probably, but considering since before dealing with the annoying crap this place has put him through, he'd just dealt with going against Luka...and prior to that, Ivan...
he's just drained.
he hopes Mizi at least got out. he misses the touch of her hand. maybe things only made sense to him about her because they didn't know each other at all. even the warmth of that memory is beginning to dim.]
It just won't stop, [Till says quietly, just above a whisper.] I can't take anymore... I can't...
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[at least he feels less angry. it's still kind of there, but it's not at the boiling forefront in the storm of all things going on inside of him right now. with it feeling like there's even more conflict and confusion, Till just feels momentarily defeated. it won't stick, probably, but considering since before dealing with the annoying crap this place has put him through, he'd just dealt with going against Luka...and prior to that, Ivan...
he's just drained.
he hopes Mizi at least got out. he misses the touch of her hand. maybe things only made sense to him about her because they didn't know each other at all. even the warmth of that memory is beginning to dim.]
It just won't stop, [Till says quietly, just above a whisper.] I can't take anymore... I can't...