[She speaks with the same rage that Rip felt in those first moments of learning the truth, too hot and wild for anything more than clipped words and decisive action. But Rip had been broken minutes later; the truth of the Time Master's methods had been too much, and seeing Raymond's death, knowing that he had been the puppet of the people who had raised and taught and trained him, who gave him purpose--
His anger hadn't been able to endure that breaking. Not without the Legends.
But they had been there that day. As defiant as always, and when Peggy talks about carving out the rot, destroying it utterly, his answer comes with quiet certainty.]
We did.
[They had destroyed it all, in the end. Left the Vanishing Point no more than a wreckage, and taken up the mantle of protectors of time themselves.
For how that has turned out.
But Peggy doesn't stop there. She speaks not of his home then, but her own, what she dreads may be waiting in her future. What she must know, Rip thinks, given just how many people are here from so far ahead in her time, and how willing they've all reportedly been to share.]
What have you learned? [Now his gaze falls to her, with far less judgment than one might expect from a man obsessed with the preservation of time. In light of all that's been revealed, how can Rip not feel a measure of sympathy for what might be to come in Peggy's future--or for her desire to try and change it?
No matter what lessons this event might try to teach.]
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His anger hadn't been able to endure that breaking. Not without the Legends.
But they had been there that day. As defiant as always, and when Peggy talks about carving out the rot, destroying it utterly, his answer comes with quiet certainty.]
We did.
[They had destroyed it all, in the end. Left the Vanishing Point no more than a wreckage, and taken up the mantle of protectors of time themselves.
For how that has turned out.
But Peggy doesn't stop there. She speaks not of his home then, but her own, what she dreads may be waiting in her future. What she must know, Rip thinks, given just how many people are here from so far ahead in her time, and how willing they've all reportedly been to share.]
What have you learned? [Now his gaze falls to her, with far less judgment than one might expect from a man obsessed with the preservation of time. In light of all that's been revealed, how can Rip not feel a measure of sympathy for what might be to come in Peggy's future--or for her desire to try and change it?
No matter what lessons this event might try to teach.]