[ Jesse remains silent at his request. Green eyes filled with water shift downwards. Anything she could ever ask him for or tell him she needs would be impossible for him to give. Not because he wouldn't do those things. He can't. The story, Scratch. They won't let him give those few simple things.
Still, he needs an answer. Deserves one. He won't think he would because of the hell she's been through because of him. In her mind? She does because he gave her something she has never had before. A friendship (at the very least) with someone like her. A connection. Something so human that she never wants to let go of it and feel inhuman again.
« I have to let him go. I don't... I don't want to. Don't make me do this. Please. Don't make it so he is dimensions away like Dylan is. Please. I want them home. »
Even though it's useless to say it to Polaris? She does anyway. That way something hears her. It isn't Polaris's fault. She doesn't blame her best friend. She just needs someone to listen.
Her head lowers. Forehead gently presses to his cheat. Hands curl into fists as she hides the last wall shattering down. He can't see her like this. It needs her to be the Direcfor. He can't... ]
Come home. [ Her voice breaks and is barely above a whisper. Her fists begin to shake. It feels like losing Polaris all over again. Like losing Dylan again. She's more powerful than both those times and still, she can't keep someone with her.
She lowers her head further. Her voice is thick with the emotions and tears she refuses to let out, but they try to escape regardless. She won't let them. ] I--I want you and Dylan home. Just, come home.
[ « Please. »
She knows he had just made the declaration that they will go home. They'll be together. Still, those are the words that come out. Repeated for emphasis. Just so he knows how much she wants to have their ending. How much he means to her. How important their crazy screwed up relationship formed over all these loops is to her. ]
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Still, he needs an answer. Deserves one. He won't think he would because of the hell she's been through because of him. In her mind? She does because he gave her something she has never had before. A friendship (at the very least) with someone like her. A connection. Something so human that she never wants to let go of it and feel inhuman again.
« I have to let him go. I don't... I don't want to. Don't make me do this. Please. Don't make it so he is dimensions away like Dylan is. Please. I want them home. »
Even though it's useless to say it to Polaris? She does anyway. That way something hears her. It isn't Polaris's fault. She doesn't blame her best friend. She just needs someone to listen.
Her head lowers. Forehead gently presses to his cheat. Hands curl into fists as she hides the last wall shattering down. He can't see her like this. It needs her to be the Direcfor. He can't... ]
Come home. [ Her voice breaks and is barely above a whisper. Her fists begin to shake. It feels like losing Polaris all over again. Like losing Dylan again. She's more powerful than both those times and still, she can't keep someone with her.
She lowers her head further. Her voice is thick with the emotions and tears she refuses to let out, but they try to escape regardless. She won't let them. ] I--I want you and Dylan home. Just, come home.
[ « Please. »
She knows he had just made the declaration that they will go home. They'll be together. Still, those are the words that come out. Repeated for emphasis. Just so he knows how much she wants to have their ending. How much he means to her. How important their crazy screwed up relationship formed over all these loops is to her. ]