No. That wasn't right. That was never right. He had always thought so. But it couldn't be right. He slipped an arm around her to support her as she stood and looked into her eyes, stared unflinching, so she would understand.
"Whatever hurt you may have caused, you cannot undo it by wishing pain or death upon yourself. Pain and death only begets more pain and death. In order to atone you must move beyond yourself and find what is in you that is good and worth living for. Worth fighting for. Otherwise there will be nothing for you." He spoke gently, but firmly.
He walked them back up to the roof edge so that he would have a clear jumping distance and gently tugged Megumi's arms around his neck before taking her legs. She was too tall, she was. (Or he was too short.)
"You'll have to hold on tightly. I might have to let you go for balance but I will try not to." He walked to the opposite side of the roof, bending so that her feet would not scrape the ground. Different weight. Could he adjust for it? Yes. She was lighter this time. Very much so. But still alive and that could be taken care of.
"Hold on," he said, and pushed forward as fast as he could building up speed, the lip of the roof and pushing against the rail of the fire escape which bent and sent him flying forward as he intended. A roof below, landing hard and kept on running, faster and faster, until the world blurred and his heart hammered in his ears.
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"Whatever hurt you may have caused, you cannot undo it by wishing pain or death upon yourself. Pain and death only begets more pain and death. In order to atone you must move beyond yourself and find what is in you that is good and worth living for. Worth fighting for. Otherwise there will be nothing for you." He spoke gently, but firmly.
He walked them back up to the roof edge so that he would have a clear jumping distance and gently tugged Megumi's arms around his neck before taking her legs. She was too tall, she was. (Or he was too short.)
"You'll have to hold on tightly. I might have to let you go for balance but I will try not to." He walked to the opposite side of the roof, bending so that her feet would not scrape the ground. Different weight. Could he adjust for it? Yes. She was lighter this time. Very much so. But still alive and that could be taken care of.
"Hold on," he said, and pushed forward as fast as he could building up speed, the lip of the roof and pushing against the rail of the fire escape which bent and sent him flying forward as he intended. A roof below, landing hard and kept on running, faster and faster, until the world blurred and his heart hammered in his ears.