[Jeremy knows that he does help, and he’s glad that he does, because he love her and he wants to be able to help her if he can.
She needed help at that time, and he’s glad that he didn’t wait around, that he went and broke into the school records to find her address. Somehow without knowing, he knew. Maybe it was just his habit of jumping to the worst conclusions, because the worst conclusions tended to be right. He knew that something had happened, and there was really nowhere else in Chicago that he should be.
He didn’t waste any time after that, and he found her on the street and then took her back to his home as soon as he could.
Jeremy still remembers what it was like to find her there. He’ll never forget. It’ll stay with him.]
Yeah, I know. I think it’s just something that happens maybe even after you’ve dealt with it. It’s your brains way of… processing everything while your body rests. I don’t really know either. [Jeremy admits though he smiles back at her, slipping his own hand over the hand of hers that rests against his heart.] Got it. You’re right. We will figure it out.
[If there’s anything to figure out. Either that or it will pop up when they all least expect it, the answers, the truth to whatever it is and whatever it means. There’s not a lot that they can do about it right now though when it’s just dream and this sometimes feeling of offness.
They won’t leave each other alone with anything, not through whatever comes ahead and there’s no way to tell now what will come ahead.
But a friend, a constant. There’s the something more, but that’s not what it’s all based on and that makes such a difference.
And he laughs gently at the nose wrinkling.] It’s cool. I mean I want you to be honest about it, but it doesn’t help much knowing you’re pissed even if there’s a whole lot to be pissed about. [An endless list, he smirks back at her after the laughter fades.] Yeah, that’s… true. I guess I can let you have a turn this time. I’m pretty generous sometimes.
[They can’t help their emotions, and Jeremy knows that very intimately. If they could, life would be a lot different. It wouldn’t be worth much at all if someone could turn off and on their feelings mechanically, whenever they wanted.
She has seen what becomes of him, the aftermath of his anger. It’s not pretty. It lead to him getting his ass kicked worse than he ever had before. If Alek hadn’t been with him, he would have come out of it needing a trip to the hospital.
But they’re both still here. Anger is necessary sometimes. It’s better than numbness. It keeps them on their feet. It keeps them fighting.]
I think I might have to take you up on those lessons. Yeah, I know. Very rare. Wouldn’t be good of me to like… squander it or something.
[There’s a small smile on his face, because he’s trying to sound like an adult might about an Opportunity Given though it does actually sound pretty awesome. He never really thought about fencing before, but it wasn’t really in the circles where he lived before. The Gilberts were well off, but they weren’t exactly high society either.
Jeremy looks at her, openly, and with fondness. They may not know what it is like to experience that specific kind of loss, but they are both so familiar with loss. Loss I a los, and there’s so much of it in this city.
He looks down at her as she looks up at him, seeing her swallow, seeing the words hit. Jeremy’s grateful that they do seem to hit, and he smirk at what she says, shaking his head.]
jrkl;a LMFAO I should have known :x
She needed help at that time, and he’s glad that he didn’t wait around, that he went and broke into the school records to find her address. Somehow without knowing, he knew. Maybe it was just his habit of jumping to the worst conclusions, because the worst conclusions tended to be right. He knew that something had happened, and there was really nowhere else in Chicago that he should be.
He didn’t waste any time after that, and he found her on the street and then took her back to his home as soon as he could.
Jeremy still remembers what it was like to find her there. He’ll never forget. It’ll stay with him.]
Yeah, I know. I think it’s just something that happens maybe even after you’ve dealt with it. It’s your brains way of… processing everything while your body rests. I don’t really know either. [Jeremy admits though he smiles back at her, slipping his own hand over the hand of hers that rests against his heart.] Got it. You’re right. We will figure it out.
[If there’s anything to figure out. Either that or it will pop up when they all least expect it, the answers, the truth to whatever it is and whatever it means. There’s not a lot that they can do about it right now though when it’s just dream and this sometimes feeling of offness.
They won’t leave each other alone with anything, not through whatever comes ahead and there’s no way to tell now what will come ahead.
But a friend, a constant. There’s the something more, but that’s not what it’s all based on and that makes such a difference.
And he laughs gently at the nose wrinkling.] It’s cool. I mean I want you to be honest about it, but it doesn’t help much knowing you’re pissed even if there’s a whole lot to be pissed about. [An endless list, he smirks back at her after the laughter fades.] Yeah, that’s… true. I guess I can let you have a turn this time. I’m pretty generous sometimes.
[They can’t help their emotions, and Jeremy knows that very intimately. If they could, life would be a lot different. It wouldn’t be worth much at all if someone could turn off and on their feelings mechanically, whenever they wanted.
She has seen what becomes of him, the aftermath of his anger. It’s not pretty. It lead to him getting his ass kicked worse than he ever had before. If Alek hadn’t been with him, he would have come out of it needing a trip to the hospital.
But they’re both still here. Anger is necessary sometimes. It’s better than numbness. It keeps them on their feet. It keeps them fighting.]
I think I might have to take you up on those lessons. Yeah, I know. Very rare. Wouldn’t be good of me to like… squander it or something.
[There’s a small smile on his face, because he’s trying to sound like an adult might about an Opportunity Given though it does actually sound pretty awesome. He never really thought about fencing before, but it wasn’t really in the circles where he lived before. The Gilberts were well off, but they weren’t exactly high society either.
Jeremy looks at her, openly, and with fondness. They may not know what it is like to experience that specific kind of loss, but they are both so familiar with loss. Loss I a los, and there’s so much of it in this city.
He looks down at her as she looks up at him, seeing her swallow, seeing the words hit. Jeremy’s grateful that they do seem to hit, and he smirk at what she says, shaking his head.]