Well, another one. Just kind of... [ He trails off for a moment, hesitance on each word. ] Wondering if I'm Bruce or I'm Robert. I can't even be sure anymore. Or if I'll ever be sure.
[ It's a strange feeling, honestly, especially so with people he remembers from this sudden new life he seems to have been living, alongside the one in Storybrooke. Maybe that's why he prefers to be called Bruce by her, because what he remembers of her as Natasha is... well, better. Even though he knows that if that's indeed the reality, then this all might make it more complicated.
But one thing at a time. ]
Not yet, no. [ He's not even sure he wants to stomach anything right now, but he probably should anyway. So he nods down the road, his hands tucked warmly in his jacket pockets. ] I'll join you.
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[ It's a strange feeling, honestly, especially so with people he remembers from this sudden new life he seems to have been living, alongside the one in Storybrooke. Maybe that's why he prefers to be called Bruce by her, because what he remembers of her as Natasha is... well, better. Even though he knows that if that's indeed the reality, then this all might make it more complicated.
But one thing at a time. ]
Not yet, no. [ He's not even sure he wants to stomach anything right now, but he probably should anyway. So he nods down the road, his hands tucked warmly in his jacket pockets. ] I'll join you.