[Ben watches her in silence for a moment before exhaling in defeat out of his nose, standing and moving for the door of his quarters after shoving the book back under his pillow.]
Yeah well. They would have, if not for me.
[There's some obvious guilt the way he says it, but he is careful not to look at her when he does. He doesn't want to think about his betrayal, and he certainly doesn't want to admit that she's managed to get to him in any sense of the word.
Distance seems like a better idea. There's nothing valuable in his quarters anyway. Just little sentimental pieces of a life he doesn't live anymore.]
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Yeah well. They would have, if not for me.
[There's some obvious guilt the way he says it, but he is careful not to look at her when he does. He doesn't want to think about his betrayal, and he certainly doesn't want to admit that she's managed to get to him in any sense of the word.
Distance seems like a better idea. There's nothing valuable in his quarters anyway. Just little sentimental pieces of a life he doesn't live anymore.]