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sad bad end s5 jon and tim on a monster road trip
[Algric had given the trio a fair warning of what was happening. Not the specific details of what he was coming from, but he was from a little further along Algric's timeline, and came through Hilltop Road. Never pleasant, but he's here now. IT took a few days of settling, readjusting, and putting some firm self-imposed boundaries on himself before Jon felt comfortable enough to see the others.
After a few minutes of surprise and staring, Jon ends up sitting alone with Tim for a few minutes; the others having some things to take care of themselves. He sits there, fiddling a bit with his fingers, trying not to be self conscious. He can't do anything about the myriad of different, newer scars, nor about his black sclera or so many other things about himself now.
But god... Tim. Alive and not shouting at him right this second. How novel.]
Tim... I.. [Where does he even start.]
[Algric had given the trio a fair warning of what was happening. Not the specific details of what he was coming from, but he was from a little further along Algric's timeline, and came through Hilltop Road. Never pleasant, but he's here now. IT took a few days of settling, readjusting, and putting some firm self-imposed boundaries on himself before Jon felt comfortable enough to see the others.
After a few minutes of surprise and staring, Jon ends up sitting alone with Tim for a few minutes; the others having some things to take care of themselves. He sits there, fiddling a bit with his fingers, trying not to be self conscious. He can't do anything about the myriad of different, newer scars, nor about his black sclera or so many other things about himself now.
But god... Tim. Alive and not shouting at him right this second. How novel.]
Tim... I.. [Where does he even start.]
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It's a soft face. And... very kind.
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I-is it? I’ve ... I’ve barely looked in a mirror. Even after you helped me.
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It is. It's, um. It's the sort of face that puts you at ease.
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... Yeah? Like - like you feel safe?
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[But he can't help the nervous tick of rubbing at one of his worm scars at his jaw.]
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[ He reaches out for Jon’s hand, for that scar he’s fussing at. ]
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[He lets Algric have that hand though. But this much open honesty, he's nervous.]
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If - if you put your hands on my face while you look at me, maybe you’ll remember better?
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[His smile is more sad than anything. He won't be able to feel the color of Algric's eyes, or anything like that.]
Besides, you'll- Other-me will still be able to look into your eyes without making it weird. He's less high strung than I am, anyway. He'll be better.
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He’s not better, Jon. He’s different.
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O-oh. Oh, I-- Um. Sorry. I didn't mean for that. I'm trying to. Not do that, it's hard.
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[God this whole thing is a mess.]
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[He sighs, watching Algric.]
Just... Let me know when you want to go see her. I'll be ready to go with you.
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Soon, then. Or - or else I’ll never do it.
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Tomorrow?
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All right. Tomorrow.