"I'm not even sure if we could leave right now, Al. The authorities aside? This thing just might chase you down until it gets whatever it is from you it wants. A story? Why the hell would it need a story?" [ Barry sighs and throws his hands up slightly. ] "I don't know what any of this going on means. All I know is you're my best friend, and even if I'm no Alice's biggest fan? She's your wife and you love her. So, I'm here to help you, buddy."
[ Jesse feels her fingers curl slightly more into her palm. Nothing Barry says is wrong, but it feels like a further strike against a bruise in her chest. That same feeling when an injury is re-injured. A reminder that what she feels for Alan shouldn't matter. He has a wife he's married to. One who needs to be saved so they can return home.
She feels pushed further away. Those protective walls start to return, even if only a trained eye can tell. Not that she expects it to be noticed with how engrossed Alan and Barry are in figuring out what to do next.
« I'm just here to play the part you need me to play, Polaris. Then, we're leaving. Somewhere else. I don't care where as long as it takes me closer to Dylan. » ]
We have to follow the story if you want to save your wife. [ Jesse is already moving behind the cutout to grab the backpack she has carried with her. The one that has the manuscripts. ] So, we do that.
[ Barry turns to watch her, shaking his head. ] "You'll have to share the back seat with the cut out! It's my war trophy from all this."
...Really? [ Jesse raises her eyebrows at Barry, but shakes her head and puts her backpack on. ] Okay.
[ Barry waves her off before returning his attention to Alan. ] "So, we need to get out of here and find those manuscript pages. Maybe punch Hartman on the way out."
no subject
[ Jesse feels her fingers curl slightly more into her palm. Nothing Barry says is wrong, but it feels like a further strike against a bruise in her chest. That same feeling when an injury is re-injured. A reminder that what she feels for Alan shouldn't matter. He has a wife he's married to. One who needs to be saved so they can return home.
She feels pushed further away. Those protective walls start to return, even if only a trained eye can tell. Not that she expects it to be noticed with how engrossed Alan and Barry are in figuring out what to do next.
« I'm just here to play the part you need me to play, Polaris. Then, we're leaving. Somewhere else. I don't care where as long as it takes me closer to Dylan. » ]
We have to follow the story if you want to save your wife. [ Jesse is already moving behind the cutout to grab the backpack she has carried with her. The one that has the manuscripts. ] So, we do that.
[ Barry turns to watch her, shaking his head. ] "You'll have to share the back seat with the cut out! It's my war trophy from all this."
...Really? [ Jesse raises her eyebrows at Barry, but shakes her head and puts her backpack on. ] Okay.
[ Barry waves her off before returning his attention to Alan. ] "So, we need to get out of here and find those manuscript pages. Maybe punch Hartman on the way out."