[It does its part in hurting him, but it's true; there's been a lot of other people who've been here for Silver instead. A year between them, between the memories that're fresh in Gold's mind and the millions more that don't include him in Silver's (that people like Ryuunosuke and White and whoever the hell else has made their home in that list of "important people" includes), and he pushes his friend away just in time for lava to crack its way between them, slow-moving and searingly hot even at a distance.]
You don't need anyone but yourself. Just like good ol' pops.
[That's-- wrong, on so many levels, because there's nothing alike between Giovanni and Silver, but it's out there and he's mad enough that he's not regretting it.]
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You don't need anyone but yourself. Just like good ol' pops.
[That's-- wrong, on so many levels, because there's nothing alike between Giovanni and Silver, but it's out there and he's mad enough that he's not regretting it.]