[One day, Jonathan Sims is going to learn to keep his mouth shut. One thing said aloud, and already it's twisted. He ducks his head to grip at his hair and pull gently, grounding himself; to them it likely looks a bit silly, his hands not knowing where exactly they grab.
He hates quoting Elias. Especially when he's right. God damn that man.]
The Stranger is. [God how had he put it?] Antithetical to the Eye, to me. I knew in a different timeline, in their place of power, during their ritual it would be hard to go through. So I-i had. Talked with Algric and the plan was to go in... fed. And, and partway through extract a statement so I could keep going.
It was all going too fast, and Tim was... Tim, you were barely holding on, there was just. Not time for me to do it. So I focused on. Using the last I had to getting us out so you'd be alive. It wasn't meant to be "save Tim and hurt myself." It was supposed to be "save Tim and be drained for a little while."
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He hates quoting Elias. Especially when he's right. God damn that man.]
The Stranger is. [God how had he put it?] Antithetical to the Eye, to me. I knew in a different timeline, in their place of power, during their ritual it would be hard to go through. So I-i had. Talked with Algric and the plan was to go in... fed. And, and partway through extract a statement so I could keep going.
It was all going too fast, and Tim was... Tim, you were barely holding on, there was just. Not time for me to do it. So I focused on. Using the last I had to getting us out so you'd be alive. It wasn't meant to be "save Tim and hurt myself." It was supposed to be "save Tim and be drained for a little while."