[ There are so many voices in his head that tell him he's weak, pathetic, vulnerable. But he always has been, hasn't he. None of that has ever changed no matter how many times he's been dragged through the dirt. No matter how many times he's dragged others down with him.
He doesn't want it to matter anymore.
Dawn makes him feel like maybe it doesn't matter anymore.
Eventually he quiets down, exhaustion taking over as he fully slumps against her, knowing full well that he's an absolute mess right now, but trying not to care. ]
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He doesn't want it to matter anymore.
Dawn makes him feel like maybe it doesn't matter anymore.
Eventually he quiets down, exhaustion taking over as he fully slumps against her, knowing full well that he's an absolute mess right now, but trying not to care. ]