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Shades of Gray
Jan. 11th, 2012 02:44 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
anotherglitch [ Did I do the right thing?
He hears the question, but doesn't know how to answer. Had it been the right thing? Some part of him--The part that wanted another glimpse at the world of old--wants to say it wasn't, that the images he'd seen through the mask were a good thing. But he knows that isn't the case. He knows..and yet he can't seem to find the words, setting a comforting hand on his companion's shoulder instead as he turns his attention to the mass of freed people.
The next few minutes is a blur. Some were grateful for what Trip had done. Yet many scorned her. Or cried. Or stared at their hands as if trying to figure out what they were supposed to do with themselves now. That was the big question, wasn't it? 'What next'?
Frankly, Monkey could care less about what the people had to say, or what they thought. He was more worried about Trip, and how it was affecting her. If she was doubting what she'd done, well, then her actions being criticized probably wasn't making her feel any better. And for some reason he didn't like the thought of her feeling worse.
He tilts his head towards the exit ]
Let's get out of here.
He hears the question, but doesn't know how to answer. Had it been the right thing? Some part of him--The part that wanted another glimpse at the world of old--wants to say it wasn't, that the images he'd seen through the mask were a good thing. But he knows that isn't the case. He knows..and yet he can't seem to find the words, setting a comforting hand on his companion's shoulder instead as he turns his attention to the mass of freed people.
The next few minutes is a blur. Some were grateful for what Trip had done. Yet many scorned her. Or cried. Or stared at their hands as if trying to figure out what they were supposed to do with themselves now. That was the big question, wasn't it? 'What next'?
Frankly, Monkey could care less about what the people had to say, or what they thought. He was more worried about Trip, and how it was affecting her. If she was doubting what she'd done, well, then her actions being criticized probably wasn't making her feel any better. And for some reason he didn't like the thought of her feeling worse.
He tilts his head towards the exit ]
Let's get out of here.
