[why is Ion like this, an endless well of patience and selflessness? it drives him mad. two weeks later, and he still doesn't understand]

It doesn't matter. I'm a dead man walking, anyway. Because of he-- because of her.

[there's distaste in what he says]

I'll certainly be killed next week, as a convenient target that no one will feel bad for murdering. My story will be cut off, before I have the chance to finish it.

[before he goes home. before he gets his revenge]