"I'm still trying to understand the patterns here," he says, admits really, a small and self-deprecating smile crossing his face as he glances over at her. In this world or any other, he'll never stop wanting to be the one with all the answers. "The larger rhythms of it, I suppose. The same baseline things that drove the Greys back home do so here, it seems, but I don't know if there's more beyond that."
He pauses, looking at her again, the way she's seemed to settle here in a way that he hadn't seen in those first few months--the only months, until now--he'd known her. "I keep hearing things get weird, whatever that means, around the new year. For instance."
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Date: 2019-11-16 02:47 pm (UTC)He pauses, looking at her again, the way she's seemed to settle here in a way that he hadn't seen in those first few months--the only months, until now--he'd known her. "I keep hearing things get weird, whatever that means, around the new year. For instance."