[He doesn't have anything that he can say to that. Even if he did, he couldn't form the words.
When she presses herself against him, he thinks about the night before, when he didn't remember the full weight of damnation on his soul, and how it had almost been...easy. To fall asleep. How it was all he'd ever wanted, and even the guilt, feeling like he'd abandoned Johanna, was less.
And though I'll think of you, I guess, until the day I die, I think I miss you less and less as every day goes by, Johanna...
He can't fully lean against Farrah, but he brings her hand up to his lips and presses a kiss to her fingers, as the sobs overtake him completely.]
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When she presses herself against him, he thinks about the night before, when he didn't remember the full weight of damnation on his soul, and how it had almost been...easy. To fall asleep. How it was all he'd ever wanted, and even the guilt, feeling like he'd abandoned Johanna, was less.
And though I'll think of you, I guess, until the day I die,
I think I miss you less and less as every day goes by, Johanna...
He can't fully lean against Farrah, but he brings her hand up to his lips and presses a kiss to her fingers, as the sobs overtake him completely.]