You're the only one who can decide who to listen to and who to believe. Or, if none of us are right. [ « Even if he doesn't believe us. It's his choice. I don't like it, but, it's up to him. » ] Samuels. He's the medical.
[ Jesse's eyes hold nothing but love and trust. She's sure he'd insist she shouldn't trust him. Yet, she does, which is why she does lower her arms to rest across her. He may not be able to brush her hair away, but she can tell the gesture he means by his own gaze. ]
He'll insist that I do rest--Samuels. Steve too. [ Her eyes slide closed for a moment to simply enjoy the feeling. It feels as if it's been years since Alan was like this: in control, awake, able to fight the night's terrors. She's missed it--missed him being himself. ] I think so.
[ « I'm sure he did. More than once. He won't stop even if we do. He wants us. »
She raises her hand again, this time in order to brush along his jawline. A soft touch and one that's similar to how Polaris will nudge at his mind. Her eyes lock onto his once he looks back at her. ]
It's the last loop, right? That means we won't need to try and reach you. [ She sounds confident in the fact that it's their last time around. It feels like it is. Everything is lining up the right way. It feels right. The same way knowing Polaris and all this weirdness is real feels. ] Alan. I don't think he would stop even if we did. He...
[ Her gaze drifts to the side. ] He's different now. From the first time around, I mean. When he... you know. I don't know why or how. But, it's not after us the same way.
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[ Jesse's eyes hold nothing but love and trust. She's sure he'd insist she shouldn't trust him. Yet, she does, which is why she does lower her arms to rest across her. He may not be able to brush her hair away, but she can tell the gesture he means by his own gaze. ]
He'll insist that I do rest--Samuels. Steve too. [ Her eyes slide closed for a moment to simply enjoy the feeling. It feels as if it's been years since Alan was like this: in control, awake, able to fight the night's terrors. She's missed it--missed him being himself. ] I think so.
[ « I'm sure he did. More than once. He won't stop even if we do. He wants us. »
She raises her hand again, this time in order to brush along his jawline. A soft touch and one that's similar to how Polaris will nudge at his mind. Her eyes lock onto his once he looks back at her. ]
It's the last loop, right? That means we won't need to try and reach you. [ She sounds confident in the fact that it's their last time around. It feels like it is. Everything is lining up the right way. It feels right. The same way knowing Polaris and all this weirdness is real feels. ] Alan. I don't think he would stop even if we did. He...
[ Her gaze drifts to the side. ] He's different now. From the first time around, I mean. When he... you know. I don't know why or how. But, it's not after us the same way.