[ He finds himself in a strange state, hovering between heightened awareness and that old feeling that he's drifting away. Floating sometimes. Sinking most other times. But none of that matters. The confused, chaotic state of his mind doesn't matter. The only thing that matters is being present. Not just present because he feels he needs to, but present because Jesse needs him to be.
But being present is a lot easier said than done, and Alan finds he has to fight off his own fears and worries to manage it. Luckily, when Jesse moves, he finds himself moving automatically too. He lifts his arms and places them firmly but not uncomfortably on her, one on her shoulder and the other at her waist to try and support her. The last thing he wants is for her to collapse from exhaustion.
His gray eyes meet hers and stay there, searching her eyes, her face, but just seeing that look of knowing in them. She knows. She must have seen him. Whatever she did, the Dark Presence didn't like it. It must be angry now. It's always angry.
She then makes those statements about what he did to stop the Dark Place. It wasn't only about saving Alice, even though that was the main point of it all. When did he realize just how dangerous the Dark Presence was? He doesn't know, but he knows that it can't get out. Not ever.
He nods slowly. ] It can't escape. It wants to, but it just can't. It'll- No one will be safe. But it's smart; it looks for loopholes. Exceptions. Anything that it can use to make its escape, it will. [ It'll even use me. Again. Again and again until it gets what it wants. That's the real reason why Alan still feels he's better off being in a cell. But then again, cell bars won't hold the Dark Presence in.
Nowhere is safe, but- He registers Jesse taking his hands and moving them until they're resting on top of the marked up asphalt. This time, the reaction is immediate. Alan's head snaps up and his eyes widen. Polaris's resonance is loud, humming, vibrating. He can feel it. This could be the key, if only we can secure it. Hold onto it. Jesse did this. How much did it take out of her? I'm... I'm worried.
That worry reflects in his gray eyes as his gaze lowers again and his eyes meet hers. But she's speaking to him again, asking if he can fight. He knows he's needed. He can't go to pieces, not now. There's only one answer he can give, and worry turns to a look that's apprehensive but no less resolved and determined. ]
I can fight. I will fight. I- [ His fingers curl against the marked asphalt, feeling the resonance flowing through him. ] I'm with you. [ Finally. ]
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But being present is a lot easier said than done, and Alan finds he has to fight off his own fears and worries to manage it. Luckily, when Jesse moves, he finds himself moving automatically too. He lifts his arms and places them firmly but not uncomfortably on her, one on her shoulder and the other at her waist to try and support her. The last thing he wants is for her to collapse from exhaustion.
His gray eyes meet hers and stay there, searching her eyes, her face, but just seeing that look of knowing in them. She knows. She must have seen him. Whatever she did, the Dark Presence didn't like it. It must be angry now. It's always angry.
She then makes those statements about what he did to stop the Dark Place. It wasn't only about saving Alice, even though that was the main point of it all. When did he realize just how dangerous the Dark Presence was? He doesn't know, but he knows that it can't get out. Not ever.
He nods slowly. ] It can't escape. It wants to, but it just can't. It'll- No one will be safe. But it's smart; it looks for loopholes. Exceptions. Anything that it can use to make its escape, it will. [ It'll even use me. Again. Again and again until it gets what it wants. That's the real reason why Alan still feels he's better off being in a cell. But then again, cell bars won't hold the Dark Presence in.
Nowhere is safe, but- He registers Jesse taking his hands and moving them until they're resting on top of the marked up asphalt. This time, the reaction is immediate. Alan's head snaps up and his eyes widen. Polaris's resonance is loud, humming, vibrating. He can feel it. This could be the key, if only we can secure it. Hold onto it. Jesse did this. How much did it take out of her? I'm... I'm worried.
That worry reflects in his gray eyes as his gaze lowers again and his eyes meet hers. But she's speaking to him again, asking if he can fight. He knows he's needed. He can't go to pieces, not now. There's only one answer he can give, and worry turns to a look that's apprehensive but no less resolved and determined. ]
I can fight. I will fight. I- [ His fingers curl against the marked asphalt, feeling the resonance flowing through him. ] I'm with you. [ Finally. ]