[ Jesse glances down once more at his question. She tried to say it in so many words. Not that they are her strong suit, especially compared to a famous author like Alan. She has always been something of a closed off girl, but those tendencies have just escalated over time after what happened in Ordinary.
A glance is sent towards Barry, making sure he is preoccupied with the cutout. Then, eyes dart back down to the space between them.
« No, Polaris. I can't tell him. He barely understands what's going on now. I want to... but... look at him. Alan isn't ready to hear it. He may never be ready to hear or know. What matters is helping him and getting his wife back. Right? That's why you brought me here. To help stop whatever is going on. I don't know how I'm supposed to... »
Her eyebrows knit slightly before pulling the manuscripts in against her chest. A long pause happens between them before Jesse finally lowers her head. Her forehead presses to his shoulder again. With her face hidden, she let's that protective wall down. Shoulders curl and her eyebrows pull together. That panic returns to some degree with water burning at her eyes. ]
Don't get thrown off a cliff again. [ Jesse repeats herself, voice smaller and her tones vulnerable. She can't bring herself to say it in the words in her mind: Don't disappear on me like everyone else. You're not allowed to. I won't let you go away like everyone else.
Her forehead tilts to press forward into his shoulder more. ] Don't run off without me again.
[ « I don't know what I can do to help him. What I'm supposed to do. But, I'll run after him if he tries to leave us behind again. » ]
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A glance is sent towards Barry, making sure he is preoccupied with the cutout. Then, eyes dart back down to the space between them.
« No, Polaris. I can't tell him. He barely understands what's going on now. I want to... but... look at him. Alan isn't ready to hear it. He may never be ready to hear or know. What matters is helping him and getting his wife back. Right? That's why you brought me here. To help stop whatever is going on. I don't know how I'm supposed to... »
Her eyebrows knit slightly before pulling the manuscripts in against her chest. A long pause happens between them before Jesse finally lowers her head. Her forehead presses to his shoulder again. With her face hidden, she let's that protective wall down. Shoulders curl and her eyebrows pull together. That panic returns to some degree with water burning at her eyes. ]
Don't get thrown off a cliff again. [ Jesse repeats herself, voice smaller and her tones vulnerable. She can't bring herself to say it in the words in her mind: Don't disappear on me like everyone else. You're not allowed to. I won't let you go away like everyone else.
Her forehead tilts to press forward into his shoulder more. ] Don't run off without me again.
[ « I don't know what I can do to help him. What I'm supposed to do. But, I'll run after him if he tries to leave us behind again. » ]