Kevin doesn't say anything as he starts to rinse Xie's hair, watch the soapy water drain into the bathtub and down the drain, presumably taking his blood with it, the last injury Zhao will inflict.
"I know you're sick of people expressing pity. So I won't."
He has to use his bad hand to run down Xie's hair, make sure the soap is out.
"When I was fourteen, I was living in a nice neighbourhood, went to a nice school."
He's not sure why he's sharing it. Maybe it's some sort of exchange of stories, maybe he wants to show what a normal fourteen year old childhood should look like.
Maybe, he wants to share some of his own pain.
"But I had to take the bus with a lot of local kids who didn't like that I was posh, soft-spoken, and Black. And really wanted me to know it."
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Date: 2023-10-24 01:08 am (UTC)"I know you're sick of people expressing pity. So I won't."
He has to use his bad hand to run down Xie's hair, make sure the soap is out.
"When I was fourteen, I was living in a nice neighbourhood, went to a nice school."
He's not sure why he's sharing it. Maybe it's some sort of exchange of stories, maybe he wants to show what a normal fourteen year old childhood should look like.
Maybe, he wants to share some of his own pain.
"But I had to take the bus with a lot of local kids who didn't like that I was posh, soft-spoken, and Black. And really wanted me to know it."