[He's not doing a good job of seeming fine, he realizes. Bit late to fix that now. All he can do is stand there petting the little pink fluffball. He and Trip never had any pets, but maybe when Charlie's older and asks for one--
No. Damn it. There he goes again, mixing universes. Thinking too much about what isn't really there. Or is there, but in just some other far away universe. There's a flicker of wanting to apologize to Carolina for being so unfair to her, for having her put up with him, but instead, he tries to content himself with the kitten. Thinks on the happiness he felt with his husband instead. How could he think of York, or North, or anyone, when there's all of that running around his head?
It's just as confusing and complicated as it was arguing with York.]
Action; Day 158 - late morning
[He's not doing a good job of seeming fine, he realizes. Bit late to fix that now. All he can do is stand there petting the little pink fluffball. He and Trip never had any pets, but maybe when Charlie's older and asks for one--
No. Damn it. There he goes again, mixing universes. Thinking too much about what isn't really there. Or is there, but in just some other far away universe. There's a flicker of wanting to apologize to Carolina for being so unfair to her, for having her put up with him, but instead, he tries to content himself with the kitten. Thinks on the happiness he felt with his husband instead. How could he think of York, or North, or anyone, when there's all of that running around his head?
It's just as confusing and complicated as it was arguing with York.]