Actually, Kravitz would make at least one friend by cutting Foster down where he stands. Two, if you're counting Foster himself.
Then again, Foster is not a friend anyone really wants to have.
He definitely hears what Kravitz is saying, but at this point it's old news. He doesn't care about the rest of the world. He cares about this part--the part that is reaching its (un)natural end.
There is no natural end to a life like his. Or rather, the 'natural' end is all there is to his life--there was never anything to his life but its ending. In that vein, Kravitz's words are on the borderline between the obvious and the offensive.
"I know it's not the whole world," he retorts, his tone disdainful.
"My death is only natural. There's nothing here I want to see but this." Not right now. Maybe later he'll find the rest more interesting, a bigger puzzle around a single self-destructing piece. Or maybe not. But the potential is there--
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Then again, Foster is not a friend anyone really wants to have.
He definitely hears what Kravitz is saying, but at this point it's old news. He doesn't care about the rest of the world. He cares about this part--the part that is reaching its (un)natural end.
There is no natural end to a life like his. Or rather, the 'natural' end is all there is to his life--there was never anything to his life but its ending. In that vein, Kravitz's words are on the borderline between the obvious and the offensive.
"I know it's not the whole world," he retorts, his tone disdainful.
"My death is only natural. There's nothing here I want to see but this." Not right now. Maybe later he'll find the rest more interesting, a bigger puzzle around a single self-destructing piece. Or maybe not. But the potential is there--