I got tortured for a couple weeks. Two months ago.
[His voice is very far away. It's like he's talking about someone else, like there's glass between him and the memory, clear and silent and cold. Like the blankness inside the chapel doesn't count, or like Gene doesn't count as telling someone else, with the face that looks just like his.
But of course Gene is not him; Gene is human and hurt and far from home. Dillon looks away.]
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[His voice is very far away. It's like he's talking about someone else, like there's glass between him and the memory, clear and silent and cold. Like the blankness inside the chapel doesn't count, or like Gene doesn't count as telling someone else, with the face that looks just like his.
But of course Gene is not him; Gene is human and hurt and far from home. Dillon looks away.]
I've been through worse. It'll be okay.