[And, predictably, he doesnt look up. Not right away--it wasn't fair of her, to ask him a question like that. She doesn't know who she is talking to, or what is at stake, or what has even happened to make him even consider coming here.]
You are Aeryn Sun.
[He pulls his hands from his hips, shifting the crude star charts in his hands. What he wants to say can't be said to this Aeryn. So instead of answering as his head wishes him to, he lets someone else's words come from him -- words he's never heard before, but still feel right.]
My point of reference. My guide.
[This time, he looks up -- he knows he has to, if she's going to take his words to heart. If this is an unrealized reality, then things need to be as they were before.]
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You are Aeryn Sun.
[He pulls his hands from his hips, shifting the crude star charts in his hands. What he wants to say can't be said to this Aeryn. So instead of answering as his head wishes him to, he lets someone else's words come from him -- words he's never heard before, but still feel right.]
My point of reference. My guide.
[This time, he looks up -- he knows he has to, if she's going to take his words to heart. If this is an unrealized reality, then things need to be as they were before.]
My one constant.