[ Jeremy already helps in so many different ways, more than she can say.
And since the night Elizabeth and Josef died, it honestly hasn't gotten anywhere near that bad, anywhere near that close of a call. He took care of her, went to lengths to get her address to check up on her even before they became as close as they did. And she'll never forget that, how he and Martha and Elena looked after her.
Without having that, if she'd have just stayed in this empty house by herself instead, she doesn't know what would've happened.
Doesn't really want to imagine it, either.
She's been able to pull through from that experience, and it's been in large part because of him, because of how he understands, doesn't judge or expect her to be someone she's not. ]
I know. I mean, I've had bad dreams of my own since... you know. Maybe it's something we can only finish dealing with subconsciously, while the rest of us moves on. I can't really be sure. [ Sarah smiles back at him, a hand over his heart. ] I will get back to you. We'll figure this out, Jeremy, if there's something to figure out.
[ Maybe it really is what he says. Just so much bad stuff happening his brain still needs to process. Maybe it's his being brought back twice and falling through the Rift so shortly after. There's no way to be sure but she won't leave him alone with it. The love she feels for him stems beyond the platonic but being his best friend always comes first to that.
Because even then she knew that he needed that more. The way she needed it more, too.
A friend. A constant. ]
Oh. Then never mind. [ She wrinkles her nose, but she grins a little when he laughs, since she likes hearing him laugh. Life can such a lot of the time--okay, most of the time--but they should get to laugh. ] Hey, you've been angry on my behalf plenty of times. Just consider this the tipping of the scales.
[ But she knows what he means, and she's not going to do anything impulsive or rash about it, will try very hard not to. She just can't help it, either.
And she looks up at him when he agrees it makes him angry also, and she steps forward again, small arms winding around his middle for a tight hug. She's seen firsthand the anger, what it can lead to, what it means for him, but she's still here, too. It's okay to be angry sometimes, she said to him once, unless it consumes.
She still needs her anger. ]
I've heard that, too. I've seen it but it never really gets easier. It doesn't always change you for worse, though. I've seen a lot of people become stronger, too. [ It comes at a very heavy price but she wants to believe not all the changes can lead down that road, doesn't want to think of any of them becoming someone they wouldn't recognize.
Becoming the monsters that sometimes win. ]
I did. I could give you lessons sometime. It's not always you're going to get a girl offering to teach you about big swords, Jeremy.
[ She is clearly still teasing, because she likes that fond smile on his face, the way he ducks his head sometimes, still capable of the emotion that leads to the gesture.
Sarah releases a breath, turning sideways to face him, a hand slipping to rest over his at her stomach. On the same vein, she couldn't understand exactly his kind of loss. To get to know his parents, to have that relationship with them, and then lose them. But a loss is a loss, and they don't have to experience the exact same things to be understanding, to not be alone with it.
She is still looking up, over at the collage, but once he blocks it from view, she's looking right up at him, and swallows. The words reach her, right in the chest, and she places her hands on either of his arms while he's above her. ]
LMAO that's what she saaaaaaaaaid
And since the night Elizabeth and Josef died, it honestly hasn't gotten anywhere near that bad, anywhere near that close of a call. He took care of her, went to lengths to get her address to check up on her even before they became as close as they did. And she'll never forget that, how he and Martha and Elena looked after her.
Without having that, if she'd have just stayed in this empty house by herself instead, she doesn't know what would've happened.
Doesn't really want to imagine it, either.
She's been able to pull through from that experience, and it's been in large part because of him, because of how he understands, doesn't judge or expect her to be someone she's not. ]
I know. I mean, I've had bad dreams of my own since... you know. Maybe it's something we can only finish dealing with subconsciously, while the rest of us moves on. I can't really be sure. [ Sarah smiles back at him, a hand over his heart. ] I will get back to you. We'll figure this out, Jeremy, if there's something to figure out.
[ Maybe it really is what he says. Just so much bad stuff happening his brain still needs to process. Maybe it's his being brought back twice and falling through the Rift so shortly after. There's no way to be sure but she won't leave him alone with it. The love she feels for him stems beyond the platonic but being his best friend always comes first to that.
Because even then she knew that he needed that more. The way she needed it more, too.
A friend. A constant. ]
Oh. Then never mind. [ She wrinkles her nose, but she grins a little when he laughs, since she likes hearing him laugh. Life can such a lot of the time--okay, most of the time--but they should get to laugh. ] Hey, you've been angry on my behalf plenty of times. Just consider this the tipping of the scales.
[ But she knows what he means, and she's not going to do anything impulsive or rash about it, will try very hard not to. She just can't help it, either.
And she looks up at him when he agrees it makes him angry also, and she steps forward again, small arms winding around his middle for a tight hug. She's seen firsthand the anger, what it can lead to, what it means for him, but she's still here, too. It's okay to be angry sometimes, she said to him once, unless it consumes.
She still needs her anger. ]
I've heard that, too. I've seen it but it never really gets easier. It doesn't always change you for worse, though. I've seen a lot of people become stronger, too. [ It comes at a very heavy price but she wants to believe not all the changes can lead down that road, doesn't want to think of any of them becoming someone they wouldn't recognize.
Becoming the monsters that sometimes win. ]
I did. I could give you lessons sometime. It's not always you're going to get a girl offering to teach you about big swords, Jeremy.
[ She is clearly still teasing, because she likes that fond smile on his face, the way he ducks his head sometimes, still capable of the emotion that leads to the gesture.
Sarah releases a breath, turning sideways to face him, a hand slipping to rest over his at her stomach. On the same vein, she couldn't understand exactly his kind of loss. To get to know his parents, to have that relationship with them, and then lose them. But a loss is a loss, and they don't have to experience the exact same things to be understanding, to not be alone with it.
She is still looking up, over at the collage, but once he blocks it from view, she's looking right up at him, and swallows. The words reach her, right in the chest, and she places her hands on either of his arms while he's above her. ]