[Telling a time traveller who'd literally pulled him out of a window once not to worry about his family drama (family lookalike in Tom's case) is something he can cross off his list of things he never thought he'd do.
As can his being here, in this moment, having someone else tell him to his face they're concerned about how his mental state is holding up and that things will improve. The idea is as hard to wrap his head around as it'd been last time, especially after seeing what he'd seen out in the woods, but then he remembers how hard Emma had fought to protect someone she'd never met before from hurting themselves. Considering the chaos of the Mirror situation and everything that had been happening, it might be a flimsy thing to rest his trust on, but his memory of Emma is something he knows is true, not a rumor a time traveller's passed down to him, or some future possibility played out by ghost actors.
She'd fought really hard last time, and strangely, he's more willing to believe that woman--the one who'd yelled at him for being stupid--than anyone else so far. Consequently, he doesn't let his grief-tinged bitterness take the lead and start punching holes in her story right away.
How many people have to tell him these things before he's forced to stop disbelieving them, anyway?
Adam exhales long and slow, giving himself time to answer.]
This... future stuff, it's a bit much to by into. You must be getting that plenty, too.
[He curls one corner of his mouth, gaze dropping. The difficulty in believing is partly out of fear, partly out of hope, partly out of just not wanting to have a future that he needs to be alive for.
If he gives what Tom and Emma are saying too much thought, then he has to hope, and then he might have to start feeling certain things again. Face certain things.]
I wish I could see what you see, I really do. [He looks up at her again, returning her smile with a small, tight one of his own, amusement in his tone.] But somewhere along the line, I take it I said I was sorry for scaring your pants off that one time. You're not still holding that against me five years from now? Just because I'm crazy doesn't mean I wanted you to really think I am.
[Or anyone else, for that matter. The worst feeling in all of this is seeing the future and wanting something from the past he can't have again, like being a normal person who can sleep through a whole night.]
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It's not your fault.
[Telling a time traveller who'd literally pulled him out of a window once not to worry about his family drama (family lookalike in Tom's case) is something he can cross off his list of things he never thought he'd do.
As can his being here, in this moment, having someone else tell him to his face they're concerned about how his mental state is holding up and that things will improve. The idea is as hard to wrap his head around as it'd been last time, especially after seeing what he'd seen out in the woods, but then he remembers how hard Emma had fought to protect someone she'd never met before from hurting themselves. Considering the chaos of the Mirror situation and everything that had been happening, it might be a flimsy thing to rest his trust on, but his memory of Emma is something he knows is true, not a rumor a time traveller's passed down to him, or some future possibility played out by ghost actors.
She'd fought really hard last time, and strangely, he's more willing to believe that woman--the one who'd yelled at him for being stupid--than anyone else so far. Consequently, he doesn't let his grief-tinged bitterness take the lead and start punching holes in her story right away.
How many people have to tell him these things before he's forced to stop disbelieving them, anyway?
Adam exhales long and slow, giving himself time to answer.]
This... future stuff, it's a bit much to by into. You must be getting that plenty, too.
[He curls one corner of his mouth, gaze dropping. The difficulty in believing is partly out of fear, partly out of hope, partly out of just not wanting to have a future that he needs to be alive for.
If he gives what Tom and Emma are saying too much thought, then he has to hope, and then he might have to start feeling certain things again. Face certain things.]
I wish I could see what you see, I really do. [He looks up at her again, returning her smile with a small, tight one of his own, amusement in his tone.] But somewhere along the line, I take it I said I was sorry for scaring your pants off that one time. You're not still holding that against me five years from now? Just because I'm crazy doesn't mean I wanted you to really think I am.
[Or anyone else, for that matter. The worst feeling in all of this is seeing the future and wanting something from the past he can't have again, like being a normal person who can sleep through a whole night.]