[ You can't go back to an average life after something like this. It leaves a mark on you--a stain. Even if you work a 9 to 5 job, or even have a family? You always remember what happened and it always haunts you.
« Director, huh? So much for first name basis. »
It stings in the same way that asking about his wife does. Not that she had romantic notions or inclinations. She supposes, if anything, maybe she had her hopes up in finally meeting someone like her. Someone that wasn't dead, or in coma like her brother.
A ghost of a smile touches he's her face at his appreciation. It's something at least. She doesn't answer his question about her right away. Namely because she feels he needs to process what he can about his wife. Ex-wife.
« That's probably enough questions for now. I imagine anything he could remember thirteen years ago is foggy. Waiting is probably our best action... and maybe someone asking him that isn't me. » ]
Once things have settled down, I can arrange you meeting her. If you want... so you can decide where to go from here.
[ He probably doesn't want anything to do with the Buearu and by extension, her. She can't blame him. A faceless government agency is intrusive of a thought even without their weird capabilities. ]
You wanted to know how I became who I am. Right?
[ « Well, are you ready? ... Good. »
Jesse holds out the hand at her side. She waits for him to extend his hand and then holds her palm above his. A slight energy can be felt, in fact the same vibration from the night before. Except this time it's faint and even calm. ]
I'm sure you don't want all the details, Wake. But, I met someone you already know about. You called "her" my "guiding star." It's a good description of "her."
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« Director, huh? So much for first name basis. »
It stings in the same way that asking about his wife does. Not that she had romantic notions or inclinations. She supposes, if anything, maybe she had her hopes up in finally meeting someone like her. Someone that wasn't dead, or in coma like her brother.
A ghost of a smile touches he's her face at his appreciation. It's something at least. She doesn't answer his question about her right away. Namely because she feels he needs to process what he can about his wife. Ex-wife.
« That's probably enough questions for now. I imagine anything he could remember thirteen years ago is foggy. Waiting is probably our best action... and maybe someone asking him that isn't me. » ]
Once things have settled down, I can arrange you meeting her. If you want... so you can decide where to go from here.
[ He probably doesn't want anything to do with the Buearu and by extension, her. She can't blame him. A faceless government agency is intrusive of a thought even without their weird capabilities. ]
You wanted to know how I became who I am. Right?
[ « Well, are you ready? ... Good. »
Jesse holds out the hand at her side. She waits for him to extend his hand and then holds her palm above his. A slight energy can be felt, in fact the same vibration from the night before. Except this time it's faint and even calm. ]
I'm sure you don't want all the details, Wake. But, I met someone you already know about. You called "her" my "guiding star." It's a good description of "her."