[Robert smiles a little. Because he knows that dark thought. Because it creeps around his. She is something he wants to keep and protect and shut away from the world. Not for the reasons Comstock did, but that doesn't make them better.]
Besides, she cares about you, Booker.
You aren't losing her. Just giving her a little room.
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Besides, she cares about you, Booker.
You aren't losing her. Just giving her a little room.
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A bit like someone else he knew ...
And that thought doesn't help either.]
She needs it.
[He says what he wishes he meant. He wants her to be happy, that's honest enough. But he can't get rid of this fear that he is, in fact, losing her.]
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And Booker always suggested the bird. The coin was always heads, and he always encouraged her to choose the bird.
He knew. Somewhere in the back of his mind, he knew.
The girl needed to be free. She needed to spread her wings, fly far from Columbia. Where she could be safe. Where she could be free.]
She does.