"That's... a good question. You have stayed with me here, but just one night." He's very quick to add the rest of the story, though. "We didn't do anything, in case you're wondering."
At least she remembers his voice. That's something. "And you always tell me you're tougher than you look, and I believe you. I just can't help being a little bit protective; it's my nature."
There are things here that will scare her and while it's true she got past them once -- made peace with them, as he said -- he doesn't really want to have to watch her get past anything else again. "See, I've always thought you deserve the very best of everything; the best food, the best wines, the best accommodations, the best company. I'm not always good company for you, Faye. We clash sometimes, but it doesn't keep me from liking you. You've always fascinated me. Believe it or not, you know things about me that almost no one else knows. And please don't say like what? because I'm not going to get into it in public."
None of this is easy to tell her.
"On Callisto when I took you home with me, you really didn't have much of a choice. The town we were in was pretty tough; you were sick and there was nowhere else for you to stay, or at least not safely."
There's so much to tell. How do you recap an entire lifetime in just a few minutes? It can't be done that way.
It just can't.
"Maybe I should play you some music. I wonder if that would help you remember anything." It's the only thing he can think of that might do anything at all. At the very least, it should be... relaxing?
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Date: 2007-06-28 10:35 pm (UTC)At least she remembers his voice. That's something. "And you always tell me you're tougher than you look, and I believe you. I just can't help being a little bit protective; it's my nature."
There are things here that will scare her and while it's true she got past them once -- made peace with them, as he said -- he doesn't really want to have to watch her get past anything else again. "See, I've always thought you deserve the very best of everything; the best food, the best wines, the best accommodations, the best company. I'm not always good company for you, Faye. We clash sometimes, but it doesn't keep me from liking you. You've always fascinated me. Believe it or not, you know things about me that almost no one else knows. And please don't say like what? because I'm not going to get into it in public."
None of this is easy to tell her.
"On Callisto when I took you home with me, you really didn't have much of a choice. The town we were in was pretty tough; you were sick and there was nowhere else for you to stay, or at least not safely."
There's so much to tell. How do you recap an entire lifetime in just a few minutes? It can't be done that way.
It just can't.
"Maybe I should play you some music. I wonder if that would help you remember anything." It's the only thing he can think of that might do anything at all. At the very least, it should be... relaxing?