[ And now he's down two good weapons. Carver's jaw works but he doesn't say a word. He has others hidden away. It was one of the first problems he set to solve - immediately after squirreling away as much nonperishable food as he could get his greedy hands on. No one - not a single soul - thought to put any of this shit under lock in key.
These people make no sense. They don't know what they could lose. God will mark them for the lesson one of these days. And this - with this man playing games and making knives disappear - is Carver's. And what do we do when we're given a lesson, son?
Even now, perhaps especially now, Pope's voice is so clear in his head. Carver lifts his chin, staring at the other man. Whatever comes next, he won't flinch. You take what you're given and then you thank God and the commander for the privilege of learning. ]
I could've taken your head, [ Carver replies flatly. ] Bet that would've been harder to shake.
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These people make no sense. They don't know what they could lose. God will mark them for the lesson one of these days. And this - with this man playing games and making knives disappear - is Carver's. And what do we do when we're given a lesson, son?
Even now, perhaps especially now, Pope's voice is so clear in his head. Carver lifts his chin, staring at the other man. Whatever comes next, he won't flinch. You take what you're given and then you thank God and the commander for the privilege of learning. ]
I could've taken your head, [ Carver replies flatly. ] Bet that would've been harder to shake.