[Jack nods, and what goes unsaid is that it’s nice to have someone who implicitly understands. It’s not that he thinks Ana wouldn’t, it’s just that he imagines there’s going to be a lot of convincing her involved, given that the whole thing sounds completely crazy. She’d probably be deeply concerned, to say the least.]
Ana already thinks I’m crazy.
[For his crusade against Talon, which often feels less like making progress and more like a dog chasing a car. Even Jack doesn’t know what he’ll do when he finds what he needs. Sometimes it feels like Ana is coming along out of pity, more than anything. A last-ditch effort to keep him from killing himself, even as he drags them further and further past the point of no return. To say he feels guilty about it is an understatement—he can’t, in good conscience, burden her with anything else.]
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Ana already thinks I’m crazy.
[For his crusade against Talon, which often feels less like making progress and more like a dog chasing a car. Even Jack doesn’t know what he’ll do when he finds what he needs. Sometimes it feels like Ana is coming along out of pity, more than anything. A last-ditch effort to keep him from killing himself, even as he drags them further and further past the point of no return. To say he feels guilty about it is an understatement—he can’t, in good conscience, burden her with anything else.]
I’ll tell her. [Maybe.] Just not sure how, yet.
[How to do it without worrying her, that is.]