what unravels me every single fucking time i think abt flint is how fucking sincere he is. u get introduced to him as the no1 lying liar who lies for fun and profit and then slowly as u peel off the layers at the heart of it he's just so fucking raw and vulnerable and he Wants the people he loves to see him like that. he invites them to see him like that. miranda knows the shape of the wound and that's why they still love each other bc her wound mirrors his bc it's from the same weapon. they recognise each other. and he lets in silver and says this is the wound at the heart of me and i think you have one of these too and yours might be like mine or at least close enough for us to understand each other. i recognise something in you. and then silver fucking flinches























