part 2!

You had to be a hero. You had to throw yourself head first into all your investigations and drag me along with you. You with all your exposing corruption and bringing justice and pen-is-mightier-than-the-sword crap.

I should’ve been there. I know. I’m sorry.

I should have at least brought your body back home. But you need to understand, I couldn’t, I couldn’t, I swear, he said to leave and so I had to -

What good would it have done, to have us both dead?

I move around a lot these days. Not really different from before - if anything, it’d be easier to stay in one place now than then. But, you know, new stories are in new places. The rumour mill in a single town gets stale pretty quick. Also it just…doesn’t feel right, doesn’t feel safe, staying in one place that long.

Back then, even though we moved around so much, I sometimes felt like we were completely still. Just us two, steady, watching as the universe moved around us.

I suppose that’s youth, isn’t it? Makes you feel bigger than you are. Untouchable. You certainly acted it quite often. I’m older now. Too old to feel anything but how small I am in the universe.

Something I should have realised sooner. Nothing I could do then, nothing I can do now.

I’m sorry.
I’m doing my best but there was never anything I could do. I swear it. There’s nothing to be done. Please don’t blame me for this.