[Oh, no. No, no, no, no. He's thought about this far too much to be having second (more like fifty-fourth) thoughts now. She can't just give him the opportunity to think about it again, because if she does--
Doppio takes a deep breath, which is always telling coming from a creature whose lungs have no real use anymore.]
This is the only thing I can think of to show Bucciarati I'm trying to cooperate with you.
[And it might not even work, is the thing. They might not even grasp the importance of this photograph, the importance of what he's doing, the thought he had to give to this just to arrive at this decision.
(It's absurdly hard, in ways Doppio likely couldn't put into words if he tried; it's the rational awareness this photograph no longer holds the power it once did vs. the deeply ingrained sense that it's too much, that nobody must know.)]
If you have a better idea, I'll take it back, but if you don't then this is all I've got.
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Doppio takes a deep breath, which is always telling coming from a creature whose lungs have no real use anymore.]
This is the only thing I can think of to show Bucciarati I'm trying to cooperate with you.
[And it might not even work, is the thing. They might not even grasp the importance of this photograph, the importance of what he's doing, the thought he had to give to this just to arrive at this decision.
(It's absurdly hard, in ways Doppio likely couldn't put into words if he tried; it's the rational awareness this photograph no longer holds the power it once did vs. the deeply ingrained sense that it's too much, that nobody must know.)]
If you have a better idea, I'll take it back, but if you don't then this is all I've got.