[ Her smile hurts. Even more so because some part of him is glad to see it, drinking in every piece of her that he'd forgotten. He is so glad to know what she looked like— looks like?— now. ]
It's not as easy as that. The Institute... [ He's the one with a slanted, bitter sort of smile, now. ] The Institute is not good, Sasha.
[ I am not good, he wants to say. He doesn't, yet. She may be bright, but he's giving her enough to deal with. ]
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It's not as easy as that. The Institute... [ He's the one with a slanted, bitter sort of smile, now. ] The Institute is not good, Sasha.
[ I am not good, he wants to say. He doesn't, yet. She may be bright, but he's giving her enough to deal with. ]