"We don't get a normal life, Elle." He raised a hand, fingers spread wide as he raised the remote from where she'd left it idly, all without touching it. "This is who we are. What we are. And even with people ending up like us -- even with my father winning -- it's not going to stop."
He paused, dropping his hand back into his lap, and the remote fell with the gesture. It bounced in protest as it hit the couch cushions and he made a face at it. "If anything, things are just going to get worse, now. People are going to get hurt. And my mother's an idiot for not being able to see that."
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Date: 2009-09-19 12:37 pm (UTC)He paused, dropping his hand back into his lap, and the remote fell with the gesture. It bounced in protest as it hit the couch cushions and he made a face at it. "If anything, things are just going to get worse, now. People are going to get hurt. And my mother's an idiot for not being able to see that."