[Marco just gives up at that point and starts crying.]
I hate him.
He got to do exactly that.
Lucky bastard.
[He wipes it away in a sleeve though and leans his head against Thatch's without explaining who he meant.] You know, Pops is always telling me that too. That I have to live to keep the future guarded. I feel like I'm in that endless twilight sometimes. Seeing so many eras on the precipice of turning. It's fucking confusing, you know that? [LEANS ON. And ruffles Thatch's hair a little.] Would you choose to live for that? I wouldn't. I really wouldn't. Yet here I am, doing just that anyway, eh. So messed up.
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I hate him.
He got to do exactly that.
Lucky bastard.
[He wipes it away in a sleeve though and leans his head against Thatch's without explaining who he meant.] You know, Pops is always telling me that too. That I have to live to keep the future guarded. I feel like I'm in that endless twilight sometimes. Seeing so many eras on the precipice of turning. It's fucking confusing, you know that? [LEANS ON. And ruffles Thatch's hair a little.] Would you choose to live for that? I wouldn't. I really wouldn't. Yet here I am, doing just that anyway, eh. So messed up.