[Through his personal mulling, it is quite an abrupt realization when Beckett picks up Enoch's small sigh, and realizes - suddenly - the other man's worry about having misspoken. He isn't used to that. None of his many teachers have ever hesitated for fear of damaging the bond between them - and when has he started thinking of Enoch as a teacher, anyway? Bloody nostalgia, must be, missing someone to show the way he'd lost so entirely...
And yet here is this man, this chosen of God, extending this answer to him - some kind of answer, and he weighs it in his mind like a man carefully weighing a jewel in hand. Perseverance - the power of acting on hope? He thought it was the Beast in him that wouldn't lie down and die. But it isn't only, or so he'd like to hope. He has resigned to live because Anatole might yet come for him. Because of faith, in his friend and in his friend's God.]
It isn't so straightforward, [he murmurs, low words seeming to rise out of a depth.] Man does not persevere only because he can. There must be a reason for it. Isn't there? A reason to keep moving?
they gotta hug when they meet they GOTTA
And yet here is this man, this chosen of God, extending this answer to him - some kind of answer, and he weighs it in his mind like a man carefully weighing a jewel in hand. Perseverance - the power of acting on hope? He thought it was the Beast in him that wouldn't lie down and die. But it isn't only, or so he'd like to hope. He has resigned to live because Anatole might yet come for him. Because of faith, in his friend and in his friend's God.]
It isn't so straightforward, [he murmurs, low words seeming to rise out of a depth.] Man does not persevere only because he can. There must be a reason for it. Isn't there? A reason to keep moving?