"Accept-" her voice gives out before she can finish the word, and she just stares at him, burned, shocked. This feels uncomfortably like betrayal. You'd never consider me an 'acceptable loss', she wants to say, but that wouldn't sit right with him because he doesn't remember her. Why doesn't he remember her?
Where the fuck are they?
"You had a choice," she snaps, picking up the pace to fall into step beside him. "There's always a choice. I heard that guy say so, he said you could have dialed anywhere. It didn't have to be this. Even if this was your last fucking chance, your only chance, you can't just - you can't write off all those people as unfortunate but necessary for a fucking theory, christ, do you hear yourself?!"
This isn't right. It's not the Rush she knows. Is he in there, somewhere, like she was, buried beneath false memories and complacent confusion, or is she just - eavesdropping, like, on his past?
She couldn't have come up with that ninth chevron, whatever-the-fuck, but somebody did. Somebody else facilitated this bullshit maneuver, and for some reason he just expects it to have been her.
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Where the fuck are they?
"You had a choice," she snaps, picking up the pace to fall into step beside him. "There's always a choice. I heard that guy say so, he said you could have dialed anywhere. It didn't have to be this. Even if this was your last fucking chance, your only chance, you can't just - you can't write off all those people as unfortunate but necessary for a fucking theory, christ, do you hear yourself?!"
This isn't right. It's not the Rush she knows. Is he in there, somewhere, like she was, buried beneath false memories and complacent confusion, or is she just - eavesdropping, like, on his past?
She couldn't have come up with that ninth chevron, whatever-the-fuck, but somebody did. Somebody else facilitated this bullshit maneuver, and for some reason he just expects it to have been her.