This piece could be considered Brother from Caspian's POV. Set during Voyage of the Dawn Treader. Any character(s) you recognise belong to C. S. Lewis.
"I want you to know I think of you as my brother, Ed."
Idiot.
As an attempt to frame in words something – there's none for you but Ed; this has become ever more obvious to you as this wretched voyage has progressed – you've found impossible to say, this is a disaster. You haven't seen Ed as a brother in months, and that's not the half of it. If you (or, Aslan forbid, Ed) are lost to whatever's ahead of you, Ed needs to know how you feel.
And you've just wrecked your last best chance to tell him.
"Me, too."
