The silence between them was long, and once again, their atmosphere stood in stark contrast to everything else around them, the ice cream shop, the bodyguards, the other customers bustling in the back, while the two of them remained in complete silence, the kind that cornered only one of them, and that was Darvik.
He felt a strange feeling like nothing he had ever felt before… of being cornered, but it wasn't James who cornered him, but the darkness the questions itself implied.
That sense of standing face to face with your own darkness, your own endless abyss that was what truly cornered Darvik, because to answer Jame's question he needed to do just that face it, but for him it was different.
Some people push everything down, their pain, their trauma, their suffering. They swallow it, lock it away, pretend it isn't there, exactly like James did. He held it in tight, kept it quiet, and it worked… until something so defining happened that the darkness could no longer be contained.
