....okay. [Quiet, monotone, as he says the few words he never imagined he'd hear himself say.] I won't fight you anymore.
[Because he can't. Even if he wanted to, he doesn't have the powers anymore. It's a bit of a relief, albeit a bitter one that carries with it overtones of failure and worthlessness. If there's a truce, he won't have to deal with trying to fend off something way more powerful than he is somehow.
At least, it wasn't him having to admit it. At least, it's not him giving up. He's accepting someone else's truce, so that's still on his terms.
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[Because he can't. Even if he wanted to, he doesn't have the powers anymore. It's a bit of a relief, albeit a bitter one that carries with it overtones of failure and worthlessness. If there's a truce, he won't have to deal with trying to fend off something way more powerful than he is somehow.
At least, it wasn't him having to admit it. At least, it's not him giving up. He's accepting someone else's truce, so that's still on his terms.
Small favors for critically wounded pride.]