For the briefest of moments he really does begin to contemplate the merits of simply starving to death. It couldn't possibly be as painful as it sounded.
But he once more decides against it, the decision based on a mixture of not wanting to let anyone else suffer because of him and his failings and not wanting to have to endure the lecture that likely would have come once he revived.]
Better than yesterday. [At the very least it wasn't another can of poorly made and heated soup. And maybe if they were both optimistic and bright enough about it, it wouldn't seem quite so bad. Or stale.] We're share them. [If he has to eat stale cold potato chips so do you Tifa.]
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Most likely.
Possibly.
When he knows he can't actually get away with it.
For the briefest of moments he really does begin to contemplate the merits of simply starving to death. It couldn't possibly be as painful as it sounded.
But he once more decides against it, the decision based on a mixture of not wanting to let anyone else suffer because of him and his failings and not wanting to have to endure the lecture that likely would have come once he revived.]
Better than yesterday. [At the very least it wasn't another can of poorly made and heated soup. And maybe if they were both optimistic and bright enough about it, it wouldn't seem quite so bad. Or stale.] We're share them. [If he has to eat stale cold potato chips so do you Tifa.]