[It's a nice thought. He's just not sure it's worth believing in. Still...]
Maybe. She can take care of herself though. She's a tough old girl.
[Sean's not the kind of guy who keeps up with politics or news. So much of it's bad, and so much of it makes him feel sick or small, and it's easier just to keep his eyes averted and his head down. He buries himself in fiction because it's a safe release from the terror of the world around him. But there's a funny thing about fiction, and that's that a lot of it pulls from the news. So even if he's avoiding learning some things, in the end, he ends up with a basic knowledge anyway, just filtered through fiction.
Which means when he looks around and sees the landscape around him, and the massive structure in the distance, he says-]
That looks like the cover of a book I read once.
[He doesn't mean to lapse back into conversation. But he can't help it. Sean's never been good at staying quiet for long, especially not when he's in the same car as someone. Even when he's still feeling hurt, he can't help but want to talk to someone. Anyone. Especially someone he likes- liked. Likes. Oh whatever.]
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Maybe. She can take care of herself though. She's a tough old girl.
[Sean's not the kind of guy who keeps up with politics or news. So much of it's bad, and so much of it makes him feel sick or small, and it's easier just to keep his eyes averted and his head down. He buries himself in fiction because it's a safe release from the terror of the world around him. But there's a funny thing about fiction, and that's that a lot of it pulls from the news. So even if he's avoiding learning some things, in the end, he ends up with a basic knowledge anyway, just filtered through fiction.
Which means when he looks around and sees the landscape around him, and the massive structure in the distance, he says-]
That looks like the cover of a book I read once.
[He doesn't mean to lapse back into conversation. But he can't help it. Sean's never been good at staying quiet for long, especially not when he's in the same car as someone. Even when he's still feeling hurt, he can't help but want to talk to someone. Anyone. Especially someone he likes- liked. Likes. Oh whatever.]