"Yes," he said simply. She hadn't asked it as a question, that he knew, but still he felt as though he aught to confirm that he knew.
There was more to explain, of course, but that could wait. None of it mattered here and now.
"How long has it been?" he asked. There had been a time he'd roughly gauged by the temperature of the day, but as it went on he got more confused, and now here he was not knowing if it had been months or years. It all just meshed into one.
And then, before even a response could come, he spoke again.
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Date: 2010-03-22 02:02 am (UTC)There was more to explain, of course, but that could wait. None of it mattered here and now.
"How long has it been?" he asked. There had been a time he'd roughly gauged by the temperature of the day, but as it went on he got more confused, and now here he was not knowing if it had been months or years. It all just meshed into one.
And then, before even a response could come, he spoke again.
"You shouldn't be near me like this."