"Mick's got every right to be pissed. Right now he can't even be that, cause he knows I don't make it." Nothing about this situation was ideal and even though they had ostensibly made up and both certainly wanted to achieve some kind of normalcy again, it was difficult. Fragile and insecure and a thousand other things that their relationship had never really been before, all with that underlying sadness and knowledge of futility. But he wasn't about to burden his sister with that kind of existential angst surrounding his relationship with his partner, especially given that there were still a lot of other things to catch her up on. Like her question now showed all too clearly.
"Nah. He ain't gonna be okay. The Time Masters get to him. Brainwash him. Torture him. He came out a different person, called Chronos. Trained to hunt us down, driven by revenge. It..." He paused, less to look for words and more because it hurt to talk about, as much as he clamped down on the emotion. The guilt was there, front and centre, and it should be. This was on him. Leonard leaned against Lisa in turn, moving his arm to wrap it around her, back to closer contact again. For her sake and perhaps for both their sake. "He broke through a lot of it, by the end. But it ain't ever gonna go away."
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"Nah. He ain't gonna be okay. The Time Masters get to him. Brainwash him. Torture him. He came out a different person, called Chronos. Trained to hunt us down, driven by revenge. It..." He paused, less to look for words and more because it hurt to talk about, as much as he clamped down on the emotion. The guilt was there, front and centre, and it should be. This was on him. Leonard leaned against Lisa in turn, moving his arm to wrap it around her, back to closer contact again. For her sake and perhaps for both their sake. "He broke through a lot of it, by the end. But it ain't ever gonna go away."