The only out avatar that Rue has ever personally known was Hickey and they had seen firsthand how such a partnership had destroyed that man. But John is nothing like Hickey, even in the weeks that he's been a fully fledged avatar, he's still himself for the most part, still the dear friend that Rue has known since arrival.
Even now, when they imagine that learning another avatar of their entity was fully in charge would leave a man to proudly brag about his status, John is still so timid and careful, certain that he is in the wrong, just another monster worthy of sacrifice if it helps out his friends.
Well, there is much that Rue does not understand about this place, even now, but what they do know, their belief in is absolutely unshakable.
Just as quickly as they sat down, Rue is rising up on their feet again, towering over the man, so they can close the short distance between them and drag him up into a hard, impossibly tight hug. This is not the soft, tender embraces that Rue is known for, a gentle hint of wing, the barest touch of feathers, this is talons against his shoulders, wings pulling him in close to be crushed into their strong arms.
Rue wants him to feel them. Rue needs him to know how much they mean this.]
That's enough. [And even after they've so long lost it officially, the authority of their former title clings to their every word, strong and firm and unflinching.] You will not sacrifice yourself. I do not care what you have become or why you did it. You are still John. You are still ours and nothing has changed.
[They won't hear him say otherwise.]
Besides, what would dear Rodney say. If you can not believe these words from me, you must believe them from him.
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The only out avatar that Rue has ever personally known was Hickey and they had seen firsthand how such a partnership had destroyed that man. But John is nothing like Hickey, even in the weeks that he's been a fully fledged avatar, he's still himself for the most part, still the dear friend that Rue has known since arrival.
Even now, when they imagine that learning another avatar of their entity was fully in charge would leave a man to proudly brag about his status, John is still so timid and careful, certain that he is in the wrong, just another monster worthy of sacrifice if it helps out his friends.
Well, there is much that Rue does not understand about this place, even now, but what they do know, their belief in is absolutely unshakable.
Just as quickly as they sat down, Rue is rising up on their feet again, towering over the man, so they can close the short distance between them and drag him up into a hard, impossibly tight hug. This is not the soft, tender embraces that Rue is known for, a gentle hint of wing, the barest touch of feathers, this is talons against his shoulders, wings pulling him in close to be crushed into their strong arms.
Rue wants him to feel them. Rue needs him to know how much they mean this.]
That's enough. [And even after they've so long lost it officially, the authority of their former title clings to their every word, strong and firm and unflinching.] You will not sacrifice yourself. I do not care what you have become or why you did it. You are still John. You are still ours and nothing has changed.
[They won't hear him say otherwise.]
Besides, what would dear Rodney say. If you can not believe these words from me, you must believe them from him.