No- no, that's okay. You can keep it. It'll be safer with you. [ Alan's response is immediate. She might not be able to keep it, because it might be taken from her by the story, or the loops, or whatever, but he wants her to have it.
This time, things are a little different. Alan's with her, but his mind slips away so much easier now. So much faster than before. Maybe he's not truly with her, like he has one foot out the metaphorical door. Not because he's leaving her or doesn't want to be with her. He wants that more than anything. But the hold that the Dark Place has on him is stronger now. It's pulling at him almost constantly. At least, that's how it feels to him.
His eyes shift immediately to lock on hers as soon as he feels that familiar resonance. That vibration that's unique to Polaris. To Jesse. Alan would know it anywhere. The spark is still inside Alan, but it's muted. Quieter. He can still use light to his advantage, but it's different now. He feels Polaris's resonance and leans into it, but it feels as though something is missing. Maybe it feels different to Polaris and Jesse, but it just feels strange to Alan. Dulled. But perhaps his senses aren't as sharp as they should be. It's hard to hear, feel, and think when dark waves are threatening to pull you under.
She can most likely feel the way he startles when her lips brush against his. It's not the same reaction as before; he's not jumping out of his skin. His heart rate isn't accelerating like a panicked rabbit's. It's not even that he didn't expect it. It's what we had before. I want it back. He unwittingly echoes Jesse's own thoughts, and to him, the thought he's just had is confirmation enough.
He returns the gesture, brushing his lips against hers in return, and after a second's pause, presses them against hers more fully. It's not quite a full kiss, but it's close. As for the footsteps beyond the doors, Alan chooses to ignore them in favor of this moment. ]
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This time, things are a little different. Alan's with her, but his mind slips away so much easier now. So much faster than before. Maybe he's not truly with her, like he has one foot out the metaphorical door. Not because he's leaving her or doesn't want to be with her. He wants that more than anything. But the hold that the Dark Place has on him is stronger now. It's pulling at him almost constantly. At least, that's how it feels to him.
His eyes shift immediately to lock on hers as soon as he feels that familiar resonance. That vibration that's unique to Polaris. To Jesse. Alan would know it anywhere. The spark is still inside Alan, but it's muted. Quieter. He can still use light to his advantage, but it's different now. He feels Polaris's resonance and leans into it, but it feels as though something is missing. Maybe it feels different to Polaris and Jesse, but it just feels strange to Alan. Dulled. But perhaps his senses aren't as sharp as they should be. It's hard to hear, feel, and think when dark waves are threatening to pull you under.
She can most likely feel the way he startles when her lips brush against his. It's not the same reaction as before; he's not jumping out of his skin. His heart rate isn't accelerating like a panicked rabbit's. It's not even that he didn't expect it. It's what we had before. I want it back. He unwittingly echoes Jesse's own thoughts, and to him, the thought he's just had is confirmation enough.
He returns the gesture, brushing his lips against hers in return, and after a second's pause, presses them against hers more fully. It's not quite a full kiss, but it's close. As for the footsteps beyond the doors, Alan chooses to ignore them in favor of this moment. ]