Absolutely nothing about that fools him, and it shows. Alois is a baby compared to manipulators he's known, he's loved, and his whole social network is made of trainwrecks, pain, regrets, guilt, terrible pasts and blood-soaked secrets, PTSD and nightmares, true evil and those who only play at it. Al knows abuse, he knows the cycles, he knows control. What happened to Alois is not the worst thing he's seen, no matter how horrible it is.
But Alois is young, like Al was once, and perhaps many people have fallen for the smiles and pretty words.
But Al won't.
There's nothing like pity in how he looks at him, just a certain numbness, a sense of resignation despite the warmth and affection. Immovable, permanent as a stone.
"... things are different here," is all he would say.
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Date: 2012-11-13 07:05 am (UTC)But Alois is young, like Al was once, and perhaps many people have fallen for the smiles and pretty words.
But Al won't.
There's nothing like pity in how he looks at him, just a certain numbness, a sense of resignation despite the warmth and affection. Immovable, permanent as a stone.
"... things are different here," is all he would say.