[Well, the bird seems happy enough. Wilhelm watches Ferrari flutter away, hoping that he'll be able to distinguish him from the other ravens in Wanda's little conspiracy.]
I liked being in the passenger seat.
[Which translates to yes, but because he loves his brother and the two are linked in his memory. Erik had spent the final moment of his life in the sleek, shiny sportscar he prized so much. While the nightmares that shadowed everyone's sleep all those months ago bruised into Wilhelm's brain all the ways the crash could have happened, he refuses to let that overcome the good memories.
When he thinks of his brother behind the wheel, he likes to picture his grin against the backsplash of blurred scenery. The feeling of freedom that rushed in with the wind slipping through his own open fingers.]
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I liked being in the passenger seat.
[Which translates to yes, but because he loves his brother and the two are linked in his memory. Erik had spent the final moment of his life in the sleek, shiny sportscar he prized so much. While the nightmares that shadowed everyone's sleep all those months ago bruised into Wilhelm's brain all the ways the crash could have happened, he refuses to let that overcome the good memories.
When he thinks of his brother behind the wheel, he likes to picture his grin against the backsplash of blurred scenery. The feeling of freedom that rushed in with the wind slipping through his own open fingers.]