[He ran a hand through Athelstan's hair again so he'd tip his head up, craning his neck slightly so he could read Athelstan's reaction. He wasn't sure how many more years Athelstan had experienced than he had, but it was times like this when it was painfully obvious.]
Why? Did I ask you to do such a thing? [There was so much pain and loss and abandonment that Ragnar hadn't suffered through yet. He couldn't understand the man he became, the one who had desperately clung to Athelstan's leg and begged him to come back with him, the man who couldn't bear the thought of losing his friend or being apart from him any longer.]
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Why? Did I ask you to do such a thing? [There was so much pain and loss and abandonment that Ragnar hadn't suffered through yet. He couldn't understand the man he became, the one who had desperately clung to Athelstan's leg and begged him to come back with him, the man who couldn't bear the thought of losing his friend or being apart from him any longer.]