"That's great, that's just...that is great," Ray said, giving Dief an et tu, Brute glare.
"Fraser wasn't lying about the name thing. He doesn't lie," he said, defending his partner. Okay, sometimes Fraser got kind of...creative with the truth, he was really good with the strategic omission thing. But this was not one of those times. "I was undercover, it's a long story, he's just in the habit of calling me that."
"It's not important, what is important is..." He tried to collect his thoughts. "I am not this guy, this guy you think I am. I never killed anyone," and that hurt a hell of a lot more than he was expecting it to, coming out; it might be true, but he still remembered Beth Botrelle, and how close he'd come to having her blood on his hands. "I think I would know. So you don't believe me, fine, whatever, I can't make you. But I am..."
It really was unfathomable, unimaginable, if it was true: billions dead. Ray's mind more or less caroomed off of it, refusing to understand because it was way, way too much. He still felt weirdly horrible and somehow guilty as he tilted his jaw up and said, "...I am not gonna be feeling sorry for you, Kara." He'd only just managed not to say 'lady,' again.
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Date: 2008-11-20 07:15 am (UTC)"Fraser wasn't lying about the name thing. He doesn't lie," he said, defending his partner. Okay, sometimes Fraser got kind of...creative with the truth, he was really good with the strategic omission thing. But this was not one of those times. "I was undercover, it's a long story, he's just in the habit of calling me that."
"It's not important, what is important is..." He tried to collect his thoughts. "I am not this guy, this guy you think I am. I never killed anyone," and that hurt a hell of a lot more than he was expecting it to, coming out; it might be true, but he still remembered Beth Botrelle, and how close he'd come to having her blood on his hands. "I think I would know. So you don't believe me, fine, whatever, I can't make you. But I am..."
It really was unfathomable, unimaginable, if it was true: billions dead. Ray's mind more or less caroomed off of it, refusing to understand because it was way, way too much. He still felt weirdly horrible and somehow guilty as he tilted his jaw up and said, "...I am not gonna be feeling sorry for you, Kara." He'd only just managed not to say 'lady,' again.