[ Sinclair leans into Justy, letting him put the letters down for now, unprotesting. His chest aches, a throbbing he can't shake. He knows, somewhere, Justy is right. He wouldn't make up things to tell Michel. He would have told him the truth. But why was Kromer's murder of his family easier to accept for him? Maybe it's because she was a single terror that he happened to encounter. It was harder knowing the entire fabric of his life had a single thread plucked out of it, and everything was unravelling in response]
...you're right, Justy. You always are about these things. [Sinclair gives a little huff - maybe his desire for family wasn't born out of wanting what he never had but because he knew deep in his soul, what he had once upon a time]
Hien told me we need to defeat the Wave or we can never leave. I think...that means, if we can return to our bodies, we can reclaim what we lost. But even then--[He reaches up to squeeze Justy's hand] I want to value what we have now. This is important too.
Oh, I agree. Let's try to remember all of this too. I'm not going to let anything change how important you are to me. We don't need memories to be good people.
[ Justy returns the squeeze, free hand drifting to Em's hair. Here together, in friendly affection, Justy is chatty. ]
You've been working so hard, I'm proud of you, Chef. Everyone else is trying their best too.
So I'm sure we'll defeat the Wave. No matter what.
[ A pause. His seriousness only ever lasts for so long, even without his memories of home. ]
But I wonder if our other bodies look any different? Do you think that leg will be broken too?
[Here, Sinclair finds it easy to relax and let go of some of his anxieties. He lets out a slow breath and smiles up at Justy, taking warmth in Justy's pride. It feels good.]
We will. Together. You're right we don't need memories to be good people but--I don't want to forget anything we've shared here or outside either.
[A pause, as he considers]
Um, well...I think Barrett's nose is normal again? I didn't see him that entire week after the meeting though, so.
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...you're right, Justy. You always are about these things. [Sinclair gives a little huff - maybe his desire for family wasn't born out of wanting what he never had but because he knew deep in his soul, what he had once upon a time]
Hien told me we need to defeat the Wave or we can never leave. I think...that means, if we can return to our bodies, we can reclaim what we lost. But even then--[He reaches up to squeeze Justy's hand] I want to value what we have now. This is important too.
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[ Justy returns the squeeze, free hand drifting to Em's hair. Here together, in friendly affection, Justy is chatty. ]
You've been working so hard, I'm proud of you, Chef. Everyone else is trying their best too.
So I'm sure we'll defeat the Wave. No matter what.
[ A pause. His seriousness only ever lasts for so long, even without his memories of home. ]
But I wonder if our other bodies look any different? Do you think that leg will be broken too?
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We will. Together. You're right we don't need memories to be good people but--I don't want to forget anything we've shared here or outside either.
[A pause, as he considers]
Um, well...I think Barrett's nose is normal again? I didn't see him that entire week after the meeting though, so.
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[ He hadn't gotten close enough to Bear to see. The downside to them both sharing the misfortune. Bear's was certainly worse though. ]
I, don't think I want to forget anything else either.
[ A sigh, too dramatic for what he says next. The hand with the letters doesn't budge. ]
If only all I had were happy memories surrounded by pretty people and good food.
Want to save the rest of them for later?
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Yeah. I think we've done a lot already. Let's rest.