( For me as well, he almost says, before catching himself at the last moment. It's far too much for him to admit, although it wouldn't be the first time he's admitted to caring more than he should. There's nothing left for him in Paris. He doesn't have much by way of possessions, nor does he have any family or friends.
Here, at least, he has a duty, and he plans to see it through to the end. After that, his only wish is that he will finally be laid to rest. He sorts through the papers quietly, laying them into two stacks before acquiring a pile of books and doing the same.
He does this for quite some time, drinking his coffee intermediately, even though he insisted that he didn't want it. Once done, he looks up at Soldat and says, )
I will take these things to the library. Is there anything else you wish to be rid of?
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Here, at least, he has a duty, and he plans to see it through to the end. After that, his only wish is that he will finally be laid to rest. He sorts through the papers quietly, laying them into two stacks before acquiring a pile of books and doing the same.
He does this for quite some time, drinking his coffee intermediately, even though he insisted that he didn't want it. Once done, he looks up at Soldat and says, )
I will take these things to the library. Is there anything else you wish to be rid of?