[ he relaxes a little when she lets go of him, but she is still too close for comfort.
he adjusts to it quickly though, a natural ease for someone who can't feel embarrassed or shy. her next words bring some clarity with them, except he can't be entirely sure what that might mean for him. she clearly knows someone who looks like him.
could it be the... mon el? is that like a nickname or something?
it sounds french. ]
Yeeeah... [ he smiles at her apologetically as he meets her eyes. ] I don't. Are we supposed to know each other? [ different universe? different timeline? does he meet her in the future or does she know someone who just has the same face as him? the possibilities are endless. ]
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he adjusts to it quickly though, a natural ease for someone who can't feel embarrassed or shy. her next words bring some clarity with them, except he can't be entirely sure what that might mean for him. she clearly knows someone who looks like him.
could it be the... mon el? is that like a nickname or something?
it sounds french. ]
Yeeeah... [ he smiles at her apologetically as he meets her eyes. ] I don't. Are we supposed to know each other? [ different universe? different timeline? does he meet her in the future or does she know someone who just has the same face as him? the possibilities are endless. ]