Stephen stands mute, letting that sink in for a moment. Executed.
Then the held breath rushes out of him in a puff of cheeks and a raising of eyebrows, tension punctured and discarded as he moves to take a seat.
Death on the horizon, no way of knowing when it's going to land. Could be tomorrow, could be never. It's a lot to think on, a lot of weight to carry. But it's also in another time in another universe. Time and dimension are too fickle for this to be straightforward, for Stephen not to be able to shove dread to one side in favor of life.
He's here now. They can worry about it later. ]
Never a dull moment. [ —ah. His mother's side. The woman he knew? He doesn't ask. It's not quite the time to bring up the things he remembers. ] Are you going to try to stay?
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Stephen stands mute, letting that sink in for a moment. Executed.
Then the held breath rushes out of him in a puff of cheeks and a raising of eyebrows, tension punctured and discarded as he moves to take a seat.
Death on the horizon, no way of knowing when it's going to land. Could be tomorrow, could be never. It's a lot to think on, a lot of weight to carry. But it's also in another time in another universe. Time and dimension are too fickle for this to be straightforward, for Stephen not to be able to shove dread to one side in favor of life.
He's here now. They can worry about it later. ]
Never a dull moment. [ —ah. His mother's side. The woman he knew? He doesn't ask. It's not quite the time to bring up the things he remembers. ] Are you going to try to stay?