[ Part of her had wanted to tell him what it had been like waiting. What happened to her and her life. Finding the Bureau, finally, after all those years. The Hiss Invasion. Finding Dylan. Truly connecting with Polaris. Finding all the documents in the Oldest House about him, Bright Falls, and how they were both in the Prime Candidate Program. Finding Hartman and putting him down even though the monster recognized him. How it felt to feel finally connected to Alan again after so long only to have the connection cut the moment Hartman died.
Seeing how he had no idea who she was quickly dashed all of those hopes.
Now, she's not sure he could even handle half the things she wanted to tell him.
« He's not fragile... but he's not exactly stable either. Does he really remember me? Us? Or, does he just think he does cause he has a picture? »
Green eyes that seem to glow with that shimmer fall down to the items in his hands.
« ... he lost his keychain. Didn't he? I knew it meant more to me than him, but... »
It stings in a way it shouldn't. ]
Hi. [ Her voice is smaller than she'd like, more inward and protected. ] What exactly do you remember?
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Seeing how he had no idea who she was quickly dashed all of those hopes.
Now, she's not sure he could even handle half the things she wanted to tell him.
« He's not fragile... but he's not exactly stable either. Does he really remember me? Us? Or, does he just think he does cause he has a picture? »
Green eyes that seem to glow with that shimmer fall down to the items in his hands.
« ... he lost his keychain. Didn't he? I knew it meant more to me than him, but... »
It stings in a way it shouldn't. ]
Hi. [ Her voice is smaller than she'd like, more inward and protected. ] What exactly do you remember?