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[myfavoritemurder]

[Bite is good. She likes bite. And there's no small amount of satisfaction at having brought it out when she snaps:]

Say it.

[unmoor]

[ at least she's willing to listen. ]

No matter how heartless you are, she's going to win if she's got people who care for her. Even if she's dead, she'll be victorious and you'll have nothing.

[ he was heartless and he did everything he could to destroy his enemy's happiness, but in the end it wasn't enough. he realized it only moments before it was too late to turn back. ]

You're wasting your time, lass.

[myfavoritemurder]

I've told you, I'm going to kill all her loved ones, too.

[Or maybe she hasn't told him. She's told some people. It's hard to keep track.

And then her demeanor changes, just slightly - not softening, but deflating a bit.]

Don't assume I care about my time, Killian. Don't assume I won't sacrifice every bit of what little is left of me for this.

[unmoor]

All of them?

[ he sounds sceptical, smiling a little sadly to himself. it doesn't matter whether she's told him or not, he can easily tell what she's going to say. if this xena is anything like the man he hunted, it's likely that there will be someone who mourns after her, no matter who callisto kills. ]

I have no doubts about that.

[ he says quietly, looking like he wished he was anywhere else right now. ]

You were given more time. I'd call that a second chance, lass.

[myfavoritemurder]

I'd call it more of the same. Revenge is just as unreachable here as it was in Tartarus, and my options are no different: find a way out, or wait.

[She tosses a fishbone in his direction, though it hits the ground before it reaches him.]

The kind of second chance you're talking about isn't anything I'm interested in, and that will never change.

[unmoor]

[ he glances down at it and then looks up at her. he's clearly thinking of something he isn't saying out loud. instead he raises his hand for a lazy wave as he turns away to leave. ]

I'll drink to that, love.

[ he isn't the person who would do everything to help her, save her from herself - he remains doubtful that he even could. obviously he didn't do enough to try, but he said something. he can leave now, escape this situation and go find something that will knock him out. ]