[he doesn't really have an excuse, to be honest. But he doesn't reply for a bit, mostly because the words have rattled him a little. Of course he cares. It's far more complicated than that. So...he's not going to answer the questions.]
Organized crime doesn't really hold a candle to this, if it's as big as it seems. We're just ordinary people. Not an army, not an organization. There are children.
Please, tell me: what exactly was I supposed to do? Uncover the depth of the conspiracy? Form a militia? I don't think violence is going to solve anything, and clearly talking won't, either. This doesn't change anything about my life because there's nothing I can do.
[just typing that makes him feel strange. Something about it makes him ...frustrated. Angry. Ashamed. He's always been on the quiet side, hanging back--the biggest decisions he'd ever made were choosing his seminary and getting married. And the former, well: that had been something, to be fair, since his father had withdrawn all financial support after calling it a Godless liberal cesspool. But regardless. Technically he was a leader now, as head of his own church, but if he were honest with himself, he didn't feel like one.]
[life just happens to him. That's how it is. There are some things you just can't control. Like when his wife handed him the divorce papers, unable to look him in the eye. Why he's thinking about that now, he's not sure. It's been four years, and she's probably somewhere on the other side of the country.]
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Organized crime doesn't really hold a candle to this, if it's as big as it seems. We're just ordinary people. Not an army, not an organization. There are children.
Please, tell me: what exactly was I supposed to do? Uncover the depth of the conspiracy? Form a militia? I don't think violence is going to solve anything, and clearly talking won't, either. This doesn't change anything about my life because there's nothing I can do.
[just typing that makes him feel strange. Something about it makes him ...frustrated. Angry. Ashamed. He's always been on the quiet side, hanging back--the biggest decisions he'd ever made were choosing his seminary and getting married. And the former, well: that had been something, to be fair, since his father had withdrawn all financial support after calling it a Godless liberal cesspool. But regardless. Technically he was a leader now, as head of his own church, but if he were honest with himself, he didn't feel like one.]
[life just happens to him. That's how it is. There are some things you just can't control. Like when his wife handed him the divorce papers, unable to look him in the eye. Why he's thinking about that now, he's not sure. It's been four years, and she's probably somewhere on the other side of the country.]