Eddie huffs out a soft bark of laughter and scrubs a hand across his face. Is it, though?, he thinks. It canāt be that simple. But Robin slides over the counter to stop his pacing and he wants so desperately to believe her, but hope is such a dangerous, fragile thing for a person to have. He got his second chance and he knows better than to expect moreā¦but she seems so certain.
And maybe it just took Robinās frantic, offbeat explanation to drive it home, butā¦sheās not wrong. There was no afterlife. He wasnāt a spirit or a ghost or some unearthly embodiment of his own consciousness. He was nothing but dead. Heād physically felt the life drain out of his body, and then here was nothing. Nothing until he was fished out of that pool in Solvunnāwhole and uninjured. However it happened, the Singularity snatched him from the jaws of death and fixed him in the process. ]
Yeah, well. Good luck making that thing do anything it doesnāt wanna do.
[ His gaze flicks up to her face, dark eyes wide and full of anxiety. But he doesnāt tell her that sheās wrong. He doesnāt try to argue with her, because sheās just given him a tiny, fragile shard of hope, and heāll do anything to make sure it doesnāt shatter. He also refuses to build it up any further for fear of getting hurt. ]
Jesus Christ, Iām probably insane for even wanting to go back there.
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Eddie huffs out a soft bark of laughter and scrubs a hand across his face. Is it, though?, he thinks. It canāt be that simple. But Robin slides over the counter to stop his pacing and he wants so desperately to believe her, but hope is such a dangerous, fragile thing for a person to have. He got his second chance and he knows better than to expect moreā¦but she seems so certain.
And maybe it just took Robinās frantic, offbeat explanation to drive it home, butā¦sheās not wrong. There was no afterlife. He wasnāt a spirit or a ghost or some unearthly embodiment of his own consciousness. He was nothing but dead. Heād physically felt the life drain out of his body, and then here was nothing. Nothing until he was fished out of that pool in Solvunnāwhole and uninjured. However it happened, the Singularity snatched him from the jaws of death and fixed him in the process. ]
Yeah, well. Good luck making that thing do anything it doesnāt wanna do.
[ His gaze flicks up to her face, dark eyes wide and full of anxiety. But he doesnāt tell her that sheās wrong. He doesnāt try to argue with her, because sheās just given him a tiny, fragile shard of hope, and heāll do anything to make sure it doesnāt shatter. He also refuses to build it up any further for fear of getting hurt. ]
Jesus Christ, Iām probably insane for even wanting to go back there.