[And she walks with him, allowing him to guide her.
And there it was, the other complicated question, confirming that he had seen enough and that she had changed herself when he had gotten close. It made her feel unsettled, knowing that it was a face he had looked at and called a different name, but at least, here...
There's a sudden cool chill to the air, dropping like an icy curtain, and it wasn't because of his emotions this time.]
Yes, we do.
[At least one part of that could be answered easily. The rest, not so much. That rift... he had no idea how much had changed. And she could barely tell him why, and yet, he was the only one she could talk to. Until now she had kept her discoveries to herself. He was different. Younger... and she suddenly felt pressed with an inexplicable need to firmly protect him from the knowledge of the future of his destroyed planet. His best interests.
Still, he deserved some explanation, and how much of that could she truly hide from him, when the rest of her other life was so real and still present? Their enemies? Could she trust him? The thoughts ricocheted in her mind, echoing, rapid fire. He had asked a question.]
Something happened to us, and I changed. I couldn't remember that I looked like this... I couldn't remember my name until recently. And there's so much more than that. Zarkon, please understand that I can't give you the details of a future that you haven't experienced. At least, not now. Not yet.
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And there it was, the other complicated question, confirming that he had seen enough and that she had changed herself when he had gotten close. It made her feel unsettled, knowing that it was a face he had looked at and called a different name, but at least, here...
There's a sudden cool chill to the air, dropping like an icy curtain, and it wasn't because of his emotions this time.]
Yes, we do.
[At least one part of that could be answered easily. The rest, not so much. That rift... he had no idea how much had changed. And she could barely tell him why, and yet, he was the only one she could talk to. Until now she had kept her discoveries to herself. He was different. Younger... and she suddenly felt pressed with an inexplicable need to firmly protect him from the knowledge of the future of his destroyed planet. His best interests.
Still, he deserved some explanation, and how much of that could she truly hide from him, when the rest of her other life was so real and still present? Their enemies? Could she trust him? The thoughts ricocheted in her mind, echoing, rapid fire. He had asked a question.]
Something happened to us, and I changed. I couldn't remember that I looked like this... I couldn't remember my name until recently. And there's so much more than that. Zarkon, please understand that I can't give you the details of a future that you haven't experienced. At least, not now. Not yet.