"Do you believe in what your father is doing?”
“What we’re doing. I’m just as much a part of it as he is. He isn’t the boss.”
I thought about advising him to say the opposite of that when he got caught, on the off-chance they gave him a chance to speak before they killed him. “And you think there’s hope that it’ll work? That what you're doing will make anything better for the common people?”
“I think that nothing gets better so long as no one tries.”
That struck me as so naively sweet, I couldn’t help smiling. No matter who was in power, there would always be those who rose to the top, by hook or by crook, and those who sank to the bottom. There would always be those with claw marks on their backs.
I had to make sure I got what I came for before he realized I couldn’t teach him magic.
I probably couldn’t.
But what if I could?
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