[he lets Luke tug him away, eyes squeezed shut. When they start to come to a stop, fading as they draw far enough away from the stone, he lets his knees give out and slides down the wall to sit. Just - just for long enough to get his bearings back.
After a moment he tugs at Luke's hold, not to free himself, but the drag his replica down, too. For all that he got caught up in the memory, he isn't so blind to see he wasn't the only one deeply bothered by it. And had it been any other memory, he wouldn't care. But this -]
It's Van's fault, Luke. [it comes out muffled and still a little shaky from where he's shoved his face into his knees. He takes a deep breath] No one else's.
[he'll gladly let his replica blame himself for everything else, but not for this]
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After a moment he tugs at Luke's hold, not to free himself, but the drag his replica down, too. For all that he got caught up in the memory, he isn't so blind to see he wasn't the only one deeply bothered by it. And had it been any other memory, he wouldn't care. But this -]
It's Van's fault, Luke. [it comes out muffled and still a little shaky from where he's shoved his face into his knees. He takes a deep breath] No one else's.
[he'll gladly let his replica blame himself for everything else, but not for this]