Lupus In Fabula

[Reeves]

Damien pushed himself up into a seated position and watched keenly as she braided her hair, as if studying how it was done and considering if there were more effective methods. "It's simple. You have more time, so you can afford to take your time with things. But that by itself isn't a guarantee the time that we own for ourselves can't be cut short. Sometimes by accident, sometimes on purpose. And while I personally believe in action over talk, too much hesitation, whether deliberate or otherwise can cause a moment to pass. Once it's gone - that's it." He seemed to think it was less to do with expedience and more about reveling in your time. Though he did concede that lifespans were a factor behind perception, pointing out that those with more time were perhaps more likely to take things for granted.

"If anything I feel like life only becomes more significant the shorter it is. Your every decision, every meal, every sound or colour that you'll see or hear means more. And it's precisely because it'll all end sooner rather than later." It wasn't initially his intention to turn this into a philosophical conversation, but she'd already taken it there and he couldn't help but follow. "If your life ended now, wouldn't you be so much more engrossed in everything you were doing?" He was genuinely curious what her response might be, but did fully expect for her to stay the course she usually did and discard this as being too foreign to comprehend. But that was itself his point - the lack of an ability to separate from oneself and understand such a key difference.

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