[Strange, how easy it is to speak of a situation that so mirrors the one he wishes to keep from Wonderland at large. Yet when Peggy spills out the truth of that future, sews in her frustration over what Rip has told her must be, what truths are generally believed about Wonderland, he finds it all too simple to find words in his sympathy. Oh, he knows well that desire that no doubt burns within her now. She'd said it of the Time Masters with such easy determination, and now the source of that wisdom stands painfully clear.
Cut it out. Burn it down. Build something better—only now she's learned that the seeds she plants are poisoned even before they've been buried in the soil.]
That is exactly what you'll do. [He doesn't speak until she mentions the futility Rip has often warned her of, ever since their first meeting.] Everyone who has been returned to their home dimensions only to be pulled back has confirmed the same, myself included: we remember nothing of Wonderland beyond Wonderland itself. [There is no hope for the future, as things stand. No chance to correct the wrongs that will happen, the lives that will be lost.
He means to offer a different brand of comfort, however. Surely there has been good done with the horrors; even if her legacy has been ruined in the end, she herself said it took decades. But Peggy continues on, calling on another measure of sympathy and like experience with Rip. Someone she once knew, who had their mind warped, and Rip naturally frowns as Peggy's attentions turn to her tea.]
If that programming has been undone, he might have meant it as a confession. [Rip has, each time it's come up. Not an apology, nor a call for forgiveness—and never, never a justification. He doubts there will ever be true absolution found for what he has done. Considering the forces at play for this "old comrade," perhaps he felt the same.] But without knowing them, or the context, there's not much way to be sure.
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Cut it out. Burn it down. Build something better—only now she's learned that the seeds she plants are poisoned even before they've been buried in the soil.]
That is exactly what you'll do. [He doesn't speak until she mentions the futility Rip has often warned her of, ever since their first meeting.] Everyone who has been returned to their home dimensions only to be pulled back has confirmed the same, myself included: we remember nothing of Wonderland beyond Wonderland itself. [There is no hope for the future, as things stand. No chance to correct the wrongs that will happen, the lives that will be lost.
He means to offer a different brand of comfort, however. Surely there has been good done with the horrors; even if her legacy has been ruined in the end, she herself said it took decades. But Peggy continues on, calling on another measure of sympathy and like experience with Rip. Someone she once knew, who had their mind warped, and Rip naturally frowns as Peggy's attentions turn to her tea.]
If that programming has been undone, he might have meant it as a confession. [Rip has, each time it's come up. Not an apology, nor a call for forgiveness—and never, never a justification. He doubts there will ever be true absolution found for what he has done. Considering the forces at play for this "old comrade," perhaps he felt the same.] But without knowing them, or the context, there's not much way to be sure.