[ Trust and belief. They're the key things that once someone shows and proves they have them in her? Jesse fights to protect them. She may not let them in all the way, but she will consider them people that are important. Not that she expects him to realize or even remember any of those facts. How much he can still gage things as an author is unknown. The extent of his memory loss is a mystery as well.
« There's so much we don't know. » ]
Kiran will want to be involved. Especially since any research that's been conducted is out of commission. I guess you can put it that way.
[ The Reaearch team has gone dark. The Lake House has gone dark. Something tells her that the statement is more accurate than she might really know. ]
Polaris... think of her like a frequency you can tune into. She is going to be there in the background. Until she wants to spread herself further into more spaces. It's harmonious. Ambient. Nothing about her is invasive. You have to agree to her frequency and presence.
And, somehow, she interacts with the Light.
[ Her head tilts slightly. ] Who did you learn from?
[ Jesse's hands curl further into the flannel shirt he wears. It's not the same shirt, but, the similarities are definitely there enough to make her wonder on how close this story is to the one he tried to write in Arizona all those years ago. ]
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« There's so much we don't know. » ]
Kiran will want to be involved. Especially since any research that's been conducted is out of commission. I guess you can put it that way.
[ The Reaearch team has gone dark. The Lake House has gone dark. Something tells her that the statement is more accurate than she might really know. ]
Polaris... think of her like a frequency you can tune into. She is going to be there in the background. Until she wants to spread herself further into more spaces. It's harmonious. Ambient. Nothing about her is invasive. You have to agree to her frequency and presence.
And, somehow, she interacts with the Light.
[ Her head tilts slightly. ] Who did you learn from?
[ Jesse's hands curl further into the flannel shirt he wears. It's not the same shirt, but, the similarities are definitely there enough to make her wonder on how close this story is to the one he tried to write in Arizona all those years ago. ]
Do you remember what those promises were?