[ Love doesn't make people reasonable. The heart wants what it wants.
Yet what pulls her contemplative attention, what makes her go still, is his statement. Coming here was something she asked of me. ]
It was, was it? Why? What is it you've been sent to improve, as one person in a vast, foreign ocean?
[ No mockery. Not disbelief, per say, either. She wants to understand, because it's discordant, hearing the many ways they end up here. Having the one face she knew not know her, not be from her... timeline, she supposes. There is something terribly insincere in all of this, and she doesn't know if it's because she's traveled through time, or simply gotten used to the high handed ways those with the power might use those without it. Some believe they were sent here. Others? Arrived without a choice.
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Yet what pulls her contemplative attention, what makes her go still, is his statement. Coming here was something she asked of me. ]
It was, was it? Why? What is it you've been sent to improve, as one person in a vast, foreign ocean?
[ No mockery. Not disbelief, per say, either. She wants to understand, because it's discordant, hearing the many ways they end up here. Having the one face she knew not know her, not be from her... timeline, she supposes. There is something terribly insincere in all of this, and she doesn't know if it's because she's traveled through time, or simply gotten used to the high handed ways those with the power might use those without it. Some believe they were sent here. Others? Arrived without a choice.
And it makes no sense to her at all. ]