[ He looks like he wants to argue more, but the tone Jesse's using tells him maybe he should stop for now. ]
I don't mind. The floor is fine. [ How many times did I end up on the floor in the Writer's Room? I don't remember, but I know I've been there. ]
Well, I'm all for payback, but the Dark Presence bites and has sharp teeth. Do something like that, and it's bound to bite back. [ I'd let it bite me first before it ever got a chance at taking out Jesse.
The Dark Presence isn't dragging him away or forcing his head underwater, but Alan's suddenly finding himself having to wrestle with the old fears and worries that are trying to rise to the surface again. He can't let them; he doesn't want to. He just wants to be here, awake and mostly safe for the moment, and more importantly, he wants to be here with Jesse and for her.
He smiles when he feels her brushing her hand against his jaw and his beard; he really likes how that feels. It's strange, maybe even silly, but it relaxes him. She relaxes him, calms him down when he's letting fear take hold. ]
But is that enough to stop him? That's what I don't know. If he wants something bad enough, I think he'd do anything to get it. But I can't do anything about that now, can I? So let's focus on you getting the rest you need, and we'll figure that out later.
[ Otherwise Alan will just end up getting lost in his own mind trying to find ways to come to terms with this.
And as predicted, when he realizes that Jesse used her abilities to open the door, he glances down at her with his eyebrows raised, indicating his slight disapproval. She's used up enough of her resources already. He could've found a way to open the door even with his hands full. But it doesn't matter now, and he doesn't have time to comment on it, as Steve has just joined them in the hallway. ]
Hey, Steve. [ He shakes his head and rolls his eyes in a half-exasperated gesture. ] She needs it more than me. Whatever she did during the fight took it out of her. Again.
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I don't mind. The floor is fine. [ How many times did I end up on the floor in the Writer's Room? I don't remember, but I know I've been there. ]
Well, I'm all for payback, but the Dark Presence bites and has sharp teeth. Do something like that, and it's bound to bite back. [ I'd let it bite me first before it ever got a chance at taking out Jesse.
The Dark Presence isn't dragging him away or forcing his head underwater, but Alan's suddenly finding himself having to wrestle with the old fears and worries that are trying to rise to the surface again. He can't let them; he doesn't want to. He just wants to be here, awake and mostly safe for the moment, and more importantly, he wants to be here with Jesse and for her.
He smiles when he feels her brushing her hand against his jaw and his beard; he really likes how that feels. It's strange, maybe even silly, but it relaxes him. She relaxes him, calms him down when he's letting fear take hold. ]
But is that enough to stop him? That's what I don't know. If he wants something bad enough, I think he'd do anything to get it. But I can't do anything about that now, can I? So let's focus on you getting the rest you need, and we'll figure that out later.
[ Otherwise Alan will just end up getting lost in his own mind trying to find ways to come to terms with this.
And as predicted, when he realizes that Jesse used her abilities to open the door, he glances down at her with his eyebrows raised, indicating his slight disapproval. She's used up enough of her resources already. He could've found a way to open the door even with his hands full. But it doesn't matter now, and he doesn't have time to comment on it, as Steve has just joined them in the hallway. ]
Hey, Steve. [ He shakes his head and rolls his eyes in a half-exasperated gesture. ] She needs it more than me. Whatever she did during the fight took it out of her. Again.