He's still furious. But that's okay. It's good, even, possibly— considering the foolishness he's about to engage in. Anger sustained him for years, kept him alive when he should have died from his wounds, kept him fighting in the face of futility. He'll use it now.
What was it Ronan had said? Something about Kavinsky refusing to stop. Unable or unwilling. And why would he stop, if dreaming never exacted its toll on him? If there was never any meaningful cost, is it any surprise the results never satisfied? No. Anything capable of being a magic to save and supply Ronan will require a price. He's certain of it.
Just as he's certain he's willing to pay it to a degree that can't be guaranteed otherwise.
"When have I ever blinked," he says sharply. "This is how you get enough. Do it."
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But that's okay. It's good, even, possibly— considering the foolishness he's about to engage in. Anger sustained him for years, kept him alive when he should have died from his wounds, kept him fighting in the face of futility. He'll use it now.
What was it Ronan had said? Something about Kavinsky refusing to stop. Unable or unwilling. And why would he stop, if dreaming never exacted its toll on him? If there was never any meaningful cost, is it any surprise the results never satisfied? No. Anything capable of being a magic to save and supply Ronan will require a price. He's certain of it.
Just as he's certain he's willing to pay it to a degree that can't be guaranteed otherwise.
"When have I ever blinked," he says sharply. "This is how you get enough. Do it."