[ The words echo around in Jim's head, his aching heart, all the way down in his bones. Leave me, because that's it, isn't it? What he's afraid of deep down, the pit at the bottom of him no matter how much warmth and light he tries to fill it with. The knowledge that he could wake up one day and find he hadn't been good enough to keep them by his side.
To keep them alive, in Zack's case.
And Jim knows Zack doesn't want to. For all his friend can be boneheaded and too self-sacrificial by half, Jim knows he doesn't want to die. But he's been in Zack's head and he knows more than he wants to about some things. ]
I think... I think you think it'd be enough, for the three of us to make it out.
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To keep them alive, in Zack's case.
And Jim knows Zack doesn't want to. For all his friend can be boneheaded and too self-sacrificial by half, Jim knows he doesn't want to die. But he's been in Zack's head and he knows more than he wants to about some things. ]
I think... I think you think it'd be enough, for the three of us to make it out.