I always, always, always want to hug him, even though it's most likely not necessary. He knew the score from the get-go and all that he'd personally lose, piled on top of the extremely difficult decision that had to be made. Knowing all of this, he still went ahead with it. Somber, stoic, and at peace with what had to be done.

It still puts an ache in my heart. I can't think of a fictional character I seriously adore more than Adrian Veidt.

Meanwhile, I encourage anyone willing to venture out there to read the absolutely stunning post-Karnak fic Among The Trees, written by glasspyramids and muzivitch. It's Dan/Adrian, but it's not some odd fetishization of gay men that I find most slash to be; it's as mature and lovely and realistic as you can get in any fandom.

After you finish that, read the epilogue In The Middle written from Adrian's p.o.v. by eugenetapdance.