He half turns away, his hands weirdly aimless in their movements, as if they want to pull at his own hair and hit something and fix everything all at the same time, when the first two will do nothing and the third is impossible.
So he makes himself stand still and he makes himself breathe evenly. Not that it really helps, but it gets the worst of it under control.
He turns back to Neil again. "So you're telling me... They lost Eostre. They lost me. They lost Tom. Now they've lost you? And they're just... left behind? That's..." He hadn't ever really given it much thought, what was supposed to happen to them if everyone went. Maybe he should have. But now he realizes that on some level, though his girls disappearing is a terrifying thought all on its own, that he'd assumed that would happen. That they'd be taken care of. That they'd go somewhere safe to be with Eostre, or Tom, or Neil.
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He half turns away, his hands weirdly aimless in their movements, as if they want to pull at his own hair and hit something and fix everything all at the same time, when the first two will do nothing and the third is impossible.
So he makes himself stand still and he makes himself breathe evenly. Not that it really helps, but it gets the worst of it under control.
He turns back to Neil again. "So you're telling me... They lost Eostre. They lost me. They lost Tom. Now they've lost you? And they're just... left behind? That's..." He hadn't ever really given it much thought, what was supposed to happen to them if everyone went. Maybe he should have. But now he realizes that on some level, though his girls disappearing is a terrifying thought all on its own, that he'd assumed that would happen. That they'd be taken care of. That they'd go somewhere safe to be with Eostre, or Tom, or Neil.
Or him.
"That is just beyond fucked up."