you know what, fuck it, actually, maybe the reason my traitorous Latin student heart cares about vane is that he’s. the aeneas of the piece.
flint is so smart and so cunning and so /wily/, always six steps ahead, master manipulator, can talk his way into and out of anything. loses significant parts of his crew on the regular bc that’s not his priority. he has an overarching goal and nothing can make him forget it and he’ll kill you to get there and he’ll also let you die on accident because whoops, failed experiment, but let’s try it again. wily odysseus.
but vane is the aeneas to that. brutal, straightforward. not clever, but stalwart. the one /getting/ manipulated. sees the bigger picture, but easily distracted by (a) pretty face(s). ultimately here for the people around him: protect and provide for your own, everything else is secondary. bull-headed and merciless but guided by some weird twisted internal moral compass that only he is aware of. the worst, but in a distinctly different way from flint, who is also the worst.
hate that they’re getting me in my classics sensibilities, that feels. unfair.
