[Finn groans audibly, pressing a hand to his face, the ice cold feeling of guilt creeping up. A tight, panicky feeling in his chest making it hard to breath.]
Hard…yeah. Yeah. [Finn didn’t like doing harm arithmetic. He’d seen the damage that creating alternate timelines could reap first hand, and it was grim. His whole regret was mired in timeline manipulation, cut whole cloth from trying to fix something that never should have been touched in the first place. Thinking about any of it too hard made him feel like he was underwater, with no idea which way was up.]
…thank you for telling me, Viv. Really. I…I have a lot to think about.
[He was fast to disconnect, giving her no chance to respond further, not wanting to hear anything else, afraid to, if he was being brutally honest with himself. Maybe he’d been too quick - too desperate - for a fast fix after all. Bailing on his problem instead of facing it head on.
He desperately wished he could talk to his brother, the person who was going to have to live with it most directly. Jake would know what to do.]
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Hard…yeah. Yeah. [Finn didn’t like doing harm arithmetic. He’d seen the damage that creating alternate timelines could reap first hand, and it was grim. His whole regret was mired in timeline manipulation, cut whole cloth from trying to fix something that never should have been touched in the first place. Thinking about any of it too hard made him feel like he was underwater, with no idea which way was up.]
…thank you for telling me, Viv. Really. I…I have a lot to think about.
[He was fast to disconnect, giving her no chance to respond further, not wanting to hear anything else, afraid to, if he was being brutally honest with himself. Maybe he’d been too quick - too desperate - for a fast fix after all. Bailing on his problem instead of facing it head on.
He desperately wished he could talk to his brother, the person who was going to have to live with it most directly. Jake would know what to do.]