The thought was there, clear, fully formed. He had been an orphan. Steve had had his mother, but she'd passed away, and--
'Til the end of the line.
He'd said it to Steve outside Steve's apartment after giving him the spare key, when Steve was being his usual stubborn self, trying to deny help when he needed it, but it was his job to help Steve because Steve needed it.
The vivid memory left him breathless and staring and aware, in the back of his mind, of exactly how unfair it was to think of that while Clark was being so honest.
"I... I'm sorry," he said quietly. "I think I'm glad my parents never saw me become this. Between us, I'm the monster. You... have heart. If you have a destiny, it's one you built, and it's better than mine."
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The thought was there, clear, fully formed. He had been an orphan. Steve had had his mother, but she'd passed away, and--
'Til the end of the line.
He'd said it to Steve outside Steve's apartment after giving him the spare key, when Steve was being his usual stubborn self, trying to deny help when he needed it, but it was his job to help Steve because Steve needed it.
The vivid memory left him breathless and staring and aware, in the back of his mind, of exactly how unfair it was to think of that while Clark was being so honest.
"I... I'm sorry," he said quietly. "I think I'm glad my parents never saw me become this. Between us, I'm the monster. You... have heart. If you have a destiny, it's one you built, and it's better than mine."