"Nothing's changed." he agrees with steadfast conviction.
Neither his condition, nor his mission. For Miguel, this was a detour into one dimension that he'd have to find his way out of. That's all. The rules of the game had changed - and the powers at work in this world were different from what he was used to - but rules can be adapted.
"Feels a bit cheap to blame my mistakes on fate."
He rotates the dove in his hand, the guilt perhaps animating him from statue-like stillness. The canon did, on some level, absolve them of blame. But in his case, it didn't really apply, and it didn't feel that way either. It felt like his foolish wish for something better had crescendoed into one horrific universal lightshow, hollowing out his life of the one thing that really mattered. And he'd been desperately clawing at any way to amend it ever since.
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Neither his condition, nor his mission. For Miguel, this was a detour into one dimension that he'd have to find his way out of. That's all. The rules of the game had changed - and the powers at work in this world were different from what he was used to - but rules can be adapted.
"Feels a bit cheap to blame my mistakes on fate."
He rotates the dove in his hand, the guilt perhaps animating him from statue-like stillness. The canon did, on some level, absolve them of blame. But in his case, it didn't really apply, and it didn't feel that way either. It felt like his foolish wish for something better had crescendoed into one horrific universal lightshow, hollowing out his life of the one thing that really mattered. And he'd been desperately clawing at any way to amend it ever since.
"I'll take responsibility for that."