[ It's going to be a while before Goody can make peace with it. With the fact that he had done what he did. He knows he won't sleep easy. He might not fully remember how he died, but he remembers what Billy said. Even if he hadn't meant it, it's just the words in Billy's voice that make it hurt all the worse. Eventually, he knows it'll fade into the rest of his night terrors, until he has more good ones than bad. He knows that because Billy is here. Billy has always made the night less frightful.
Just like Billy is making this place and Goodnight's uselessness something easily handled. If Billy says he won't have to fight anymore, he wants to believe that. If this is a place where sins must be atoned for, then murder here should be frowned upon. So he'll believe, believe in the only man he still has faith in. ]
You say that... [ He can't argue when Billy is whispering into the shell of his ear. He can't remind Billy that the only domestic skills he possesses are the ones that Billy helped teach him while on the trail. Suddenly in a house, Goody knows he'll be grossly inadequate at most homesteading chores. Not that it'll stop him from trying, though he's certain it'll just end up a mess and more work for Billy. But he wants to try. To keep thing Billy says he isn't.
His heart swells a little though and he smiles finally, right against Billy's shoulder. His lips move against the cloth there and his arms tighten a little more, despite the pain in one of them.] Mo L'aime Toi
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Just like Billy is making this place and Goodnight's uselessness something easily handled. If Billy says he won't have to fight anymore, he wants to believe that. If this is a place where sins must be atoned for, then murder here should be frowned upon. So he'll believe, believe in the only man he still has faith in. ]
You say that... [ He can't argue when Billy is whispering into the shell of his ear. He can't remind Billy that the only domestic skills he possesses are the ones that Billy helped teach him while on the trail. Suddenly in a house, Goody knows he'll be grossly inadequate at most homesteading chores. Not that it'll stop him from trying, though he's certain it'll just end up a mess and more work for Billy. But he wants to try. To keep thing Billy says he isn't.
His heart swells a little though and he smiles finally, right against Billy's shoulder. His lips move against the cloth there and his arms tighten a little more, despite the pain in one of them.] Mo L'aime Toi