[Fiddleford reaches over and puts a hand on one of Ford's broad shoulders. One of his ears is very open for the sound of footsteps but the rest of him is focused on Ford and what a disaster this conversation has been thus-far. That's a problem. He should probably try to fix it.]
It wasn't thoughtless. It was just sudden, is all. It's somethin' I'd want time to think on and here...
[Here they never know how much more time they'll have. And even if they make it out, will they be able to stay together? Thirty years separate them on the timeline. There's no good workaround for that -- he knows, he's given it thought.]
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[Fiddleford reaches over and puts a hand on one of Ford's broad shoulders. One of his ears is very open for the sound of footsteps but the rest of him is focused on Ford and what a disaster this conversation has been thus-far. That's a problem. He should probably try to fix it.]
It wasn't thoughtless. It was just sudden, is all. It's somethin' I'd want time to think on and here...
[Here they never know how much more time they'll have. And even if they make it out, will they be able to stay together? Thirty years separate them on the timeline. There's no good workaround for that -- he knows, he's given it thought.]