[ She leans into his hand, closes her eyes, drinks in those images. It's all strange - from the easy, guiltless intimacy to a teenage Nathan running around in the present - but for now she just lets herself enjoy it. Lets it be a hearth, a harbour in the violent storm of her peoples' future.
She doesn't waste time with hows or whys. It's stolen time, but that doesn't matter; for now, Nathan is growing up in a world brighter and kinder than he'd ever known, with people he only heard the vaguest stories about.
Uncle Logan. She laughs as she opens her eyes and it's with sheer, vibrant delight. ]
Do you have any idea how much we wanted that?
[ Nathan's future is a bleak, lonely place. Even before they disappeared, there was only so much they could do to mitigate that. ]
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She doesn't waste time with hows or whys. It's stolen time, but that doesn't matter; for now, Nathan is growing up in a world brighter and kinder than he'd ever known, with people he only heard the vaguest stories about.
Uncle Logan. She laughs as she opens her eyes and it's with sheer, vibrant delight. ]
Do you have any idea how much we wanted that?
[ Nathan's future is a bleak, lonely place. Even before they disappeared, there was only so much they could do to mitigate that. ]