[ If it was a matter of belief slipping away it would be easier to deal with. No. It's simply the fact she feels powerless. Out of control. Everything is at the whims of something else and she can't do anything to fight back. Nothing can give her the space or place to make her own way in it when it comes to Alan Wake.
Tears eventually stop as her face is pressed into his neck. Her breathing unsteady from her outburst. Jesse feels the need to lock it all down once more. Hide it all. Carry on as she always has. Then, he asks that simple question. Everything inside her curls up. Her head tilts, hands pressed into his skin. Her fingers may leave prints into his back with the pressure she's given them. ]
Yes. [ Her answer is quick, to the point. ] Maybe more than you think I should.
[ Jesse went through an almost endless amount of loops for him. Threw away her ability to control a situation for him. Traveled to another dimension, continued to try and reach out. How could that not be some form of trust? ]
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Tears eventually stop as her face is pressed into his neck. Her breathing unsteady from her outburst. Jesse feels the need to lock it all down once more. Hide it all. Carry on as she always has. Then, he asks that simple question. Everything inside her curls up. Her head tilts, hands pressed into his skin. Her fingers may leave prints into his back with the pressure she's given them. ]
Yes. [ Her answer is quick, to the point. ] Maybe more than you think I should.
[ Jesse went through an almost endless amount of loops for him. Threw away her ability to control a situation for him. Traveled to another dimension, continued to try and reach out. How could that not be some form of trust? ]