"Oh I'm used to the slow path. Believe me I'm used to the slow path more than you could imagine."
Almost in spite of himself he found he couldn't help but smile as she spoke his name. He wondered what his voice sounded like to her ear. Wondered who he sounded like.
Part of him (a large part) voiced reluctance inside his head. A voice telling himself to do the right thing and turn and leave. Not to meddle in a timeline that wasn't his. In a place that practically screamed he shouldn't be.
But where would he go? Would it be any better?
He breathed out deeply and nodded.
"A while. I'll stay a while. And no," he shook his head, insisting, "trust me, I'm done with waiting."
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Date: 2010-01-03 06:52 am (UTC)Almost in spite of himself he found he couldn't help but smile as she spoke his name. He wondered what his voice sounded like to her ear. Wondered who he sounded like.
Part of him (a large part) voiced reluctance inside his head. A voice telling himself to do the right thing and turn and leave. Not to meddle in a timeline that wasn't his. In a place that practically screamed he shouldn't be.
But where would he go? Would it be any better?
He breathed out deeply and nodded.
"A while. I'll stay a while. And no," he shook his head, insisting, "trust me, I'm done with waiting."