[Moran; William] " you aren't a monster. "
@florabled â emotional prompts â accepting
William falters a moment in washing the blood from his hands, looking down into the depths of water stained red. As the ripples settle, he watches his own reflection come into focus, and his stomach twists at the emptiness he finds in his own gaze.Â
   â... If not a monster, then what...?â His voice is a whisper, nearly choked back entirelyâ but this is Moran. Apart from Williamâs own brothers and Jack, heâs known him the longest, and through that, heâs seen the most of what the younger man tries so hard to hide from everyone else.
Heâs meant to lead, and to do so properly, he must carry many more burdens than just his own. He shouldnât put this sort of thing on the people he lovesâ Not when they believe in him so. But Moran is different, in a way. Moran would know, no matter how William fought to keep it to himself. Thereâs something about being known so deeply that makes William unwilling to even attempt.
Taking a deep breath, William lifts his chin to look up at the ceiling. His head spins, for a moment, and he feels as if he may hit the floor at any second, but when he lowers his head again, he turns to Moran with a smile trembling to life on his lips.
   âI have yet to find a flaw in Nietzscheâs logic... no matter where I look in myself, lately, the abyss is all I see. Moranâ may I ask you...? If not that, then what do you see?â