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it was always said: there would be a time where the student became the master. it was the inevitable passage of time: instead of the dread that came with being reduced to a relic of the past, all he felt was pride as he tumbled after the redhead. его звезда had always been a dozen steps ahead of him— melding into cracks even he couldn't see. or perhaps he had grown tired and complacent. perhaps it was the burden of the instructor to see their future in the shape of their student. in her eyes was a future he would never see— in between the bullets that webbed between their limbs, all he could see was her.
something like breath caught in his lungs and he let her usurp control over the situation. long ago, his life had begun to feel like a number of days, a donation of moments split apart among all he had ever loved. sometimes he looked at her and wondered if she knew. ❝ good, you're better than me. моя девочка-скворец. ❞ his voice was thick with russian and heavy with pride.
you will go farther than i ever could.
there remained much that was unsaid— as always between them.
words were muffled: a dog on a leash— throttled in the hand of hydra, a leash that would soon strangle him. ❝ come, right here. ❞ metal hand wrapped around her arm: he imagined the warmth that thrummed beneath, a denial he would have to train himself to grow accustomed to. ❝ there is an alcove, here. ❞
perhaps she needed him yet.