The look in Jon's eyes now is pained, and dark, and complicated. Mostly, it is sad. ]
I... [ He shouldn't run from her. When she comes to him demanding to know what he's done to her, demanding to know why he haunts her dreams, perhaps he should let her. He owes her that, doesn't he? She has given him her story, and she is so horribly young. ]
Y-yes. ... Yes, all right. If you like. I'm going to... show you how to contact me, on the phones they give us here, all right?
[ He draws his out, but he doesn't come closer. She is a little girl hunched in the alleyway of some strange city, crying where no one but him can see, and he feels suddenly and acutely dirty for that fact. He should never have been be allowed near her, Jon is miserably certain; he is too much a monster. ]
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The look in Jon's eyes now is pained, and dark, and complicated. Mostly, it is sad. ]
I... [ He shouldn't run from her. When she comes to him demanding to know what he's done to her, demanding to know why he haunts her dreams, perhaps he should let her. He owes her that, doesn't he? She has given him her story, and she is so horribly young. ]
Y-yes. ... Yes, all right. If you like. I'm going to... show you how to contact me, on the phones they give us here, all right?
[ He draws his out, but he doesn't come closer. She is a little girl hunched in the alleyway of some strange city, crying where no one but him can see, and he feels suddenly and acutely dirty for that fact. He should never have been be allowed near her, Jon is miserably certain; he is too much a monster. ]