The touch tugs at his heartstrings. It sets Neil back a step, away from the raw emotion pulsing inside his chest, and he knows. He knows so fucking well that he's just upset about a hypothetical death. A potential loss.
But it begins to reek of something else, of tar slipping in and setting fast.
It's like with the human tenets of Tenpenny Tower. With little Marie. With himself, to some extent. It is another's choice being forced upon those who are innocent, who would rather have none of it. It is Roy, Ashur, Sandra, and now Elijah taking away volition from those who do not deserve it. It is unforgivable, and Neil--
He blinks hard. He tries to paint his thoughts into pictures for Alex's benefit, but nothing substantial's coming to the man. Nothing except-- "You might have been killed."
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But it begins to reek of something else, of tar slipping in and setting fast.
It's like with the human tenets of Tenpenny Tower. With little Marie. With himself, to some extent. It is another's choice being forced upon those who are innocent, who would rather have none of it. It is Roy, Ashur, Sandra, and now Elijah taking away volition from those who do not deserve it. It is unforgivable, and Neil--
He blinks hard. He tries to paint his thoughts into pictures for Alex's benefit, but nothing substantial's coming to the man. Nothing except-- "You might have been killed."
By that asshole's failing tech.