He blinks up at Tim, frowning, looking for some jab in that. When he finds none, he is left off-balance for a moment. Finally he takes up the drink just to have something to do, something to fidget with.
"Yes, well." He gives an ambivalent little half-shrug, wry. If only. But then they wouldn't have had a way to get Daisy back, and she would have... been there, forever. The idea makes his skin crawl. "It led directly into the Buried. The fear of... being buried alive, trapped in tight quarters, not able to—"
He abruptly finds that he can't finish the sentence, which is idiotic; he's not looking for sympathy; the Unknowing was just as bad, in its way. A different breed of fear, all bright reeling panic instead of the slow crush of despair. Jon breaks off with a hard little breath and glares at his gin. He takes a long drink and winces at the burn.
"She was there for months. You can't die, in there. It won't let you."
He sets down the glass again and continues to inspect the fizz of carbonation as though it is very interesting.
"But we made it out. It helped her, actually. She, uh... she left the Hunt, for a while." But not at the end. It all went wrong at the end. Basira still hadn't found her, last they'd heard. She was still looking.
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"Yes, well." He gives an ambivalent little half-shrug, wry. If only. But then they wouldn't have had a way to get Daisy back, and she would have... been there, forever. The idea makes his skin crawl. "It led directly into the Buried. The fear of... being buried alive, trapped in tight quarters, not able to—"
He abruptly finds that he can't finish the sentence, which is idiotic; he's not looking for sympathy; the Unknowing was just as bad, in its way. A different breed of fear, all bright reeling panic instead of the slow crush of despair. Jon breaks off with a hard little breath and glares at his gin. He takes a long drink and winces at the burn.
"She was there for months. You can't die, in there. It won't let you."
He sets down the glass again and continues to inspect the fizz of carbonation as though it is very interesting.
"But we made it out. It helped her, actually. She, uh... she left the Hunt, for a while." But not at the end. It all went wrong at the end. Basira still hadn't found her, last they'd heard. She was still looking.