For a moment Jack did nothing but lie there. He kept his eyes n the ceiling and blinked another couple of times. There was clarity in his eyes now, he could see where before there'd just been a cloud. His mind too had been just as cloudy, and though he could recall the hours before he died, it was distant and dreamlike.
He tried to remember. And so he did, he remembered being taken, he remembered the bath, the remembered Reinette.
Reinette.
He felt it then, her hand still in his, and he was hit by a sudden awareness of how she'd seen him, of how he'd looked. And she was there, seeing him now.
And then, like he'd been plugged back in, his head turned swiftly towards hers.
"Reinette."
He spoke her name softly, and just breathed, just looked, he could see her now. And then, mere moments passed, and he sat up sharply (an act that still hurt every muscle he had, still repairing even though he'd been brought back), and he slipped his legs over the side and turned his back.
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Date: 2010-03-23 04:30 pm (UTC)He tried to remember. And so he did, he remembered being taken, he remembered the bath, the remembered Reinette.
Reinette.
He felt it then, her hand still in his, and he was hit by a sudden awareness of how she'd seen him, of how he'd looked. And she was there, seeing him now.
And then, like he'd been plugged back in, his head turned swiftly towards hers.
"Reinette."
He spoke her name softly, and just breathed, just looked, he could see her now. And then, mere moments passed, and he sat up sharply (an act that still hurt every muscle he had, still repairing even though he'd been brought back), and he slipped his legs over the side and turned his back.
He couldn't bear her seeing him.