Albedo thought so much because he understood nothing else. Not at this point, not with all of his emotions churning inside of him so fiercely; so much that he thought they would never settle. Her words felt harsher than they were, and tears spilled over his eyes without his realization-- He hadn't even known they were building behind his eyes. She would yell at him, berate him, and then--
And then, tell him that she cared.
Tell him that everyone in his world had been wrong. That you don't walk away from the people you bonded to.
He had made himself believe that. Made himself believe that everyone would walk away, because then it was easier, then it was less painful-- Because if everyone would always leave, then the fact that Rubedo did so was something that always would have happened, no matter what Albedo did, no matter how things played out. There was nothing he could have done to stop it. In every reality, Albedo would have clung crying to his twin's hand, and Rubedo still would have pulled away. There was nothing he could have done.
(Not with Sakura or 623 or the Conflict or anything else--)
And here, she would tell him otherwise. Rip his world asunder and declare him important in the same breath. He finally realized he was crying, giant, sobbing breaths that made him seem younger than he was, and he hated it, he had stopped crying a long time ago, and that this girl could make him cry like this--!
"Are you stupid?! Don't you understand anything?!" He wiped a hand roughly across his face, then flung it out to the side, arms wide. "I'm the villain here, Maximum Ride! I'm the one you should be running from! I'm the one who wouldn't have cared an ounce if the 'sheep' in my tale fell to nothing!" A callback to their first meeting, an example with a fatal flaw that even he hadn't noticed. "I could kill you--!"
His eyes widened in fear--he remembered Nigredo, remembered pummeling his baby brother's form from the rush of U-DO in his system, remembered Nigredo lashing out to rend him, kill him dead, but Albedo still. Still remembered the feel of Nigredo beneath him.
Albedo's lower jaw quivered. He drew up a hand to cover his mouth, gave his last words in a whisper. "...I could really hurt you." So leave. Just go. Run far away. Make it easier so he doesn't have to accept her words.
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And then, tell him that she cared.
Tell him that everyone in his world had been wrong. That you don't walk away from the people you bonded to.
He had made himself believe that. Made himself believe that everyone would walk away, because then it was easier, then it was less painful-- Because if everyone would always leave, then the fact that Rubedo did so was something that always would have happened, no matter what Albedo did, no matter how things played out. There was nothing he could have done to stop it. In every reality, Albedo would have clung crying to his twin's hand, and Rubedo still would have pulled away. There was nothing he could have done.
(Not with Sakura or 623 or the Conflict or anything else--)
And here, she would tell him otherwise. Rip his world asunder and declare him important in the same breath. He finally realized he was crying, giant, sobbing breaths that made him seem younger than he was, and he hated it, he had stopped crying a long time ago, and that this girl could make him cry like this--!
"Are you stupid?! Don't you understand anything?!" He wiped a hand roughly across his face, then flung it out to the side, arms wide. "I'm the villain here, Maximum Ride! I'm the one you should be running from! I'm the one who wouldn't have cared an ounce if the 'sheep' in my tale fell to nothing!" A callback to their first meeting, an example with a fatal flaw that even he hadn't noticed. "I could kill you--!"
His eyes widened in fear--he remembered Nigredo, remembered pummeling his baby brother's form from the rush of U-DO in his system, remembered Nigredo lashing out to rend him, kill him dead, but Albedo still. Still remembered the feel of Nigredo beneath him.
Albedo's lower jaw quivered. He drew up a hand to cover his mouth, gave his last words in a whisper. "...I could really hurt you." So leave. Just go. Run far away. Make it easier so he doesn't have to accept her words.