A lot, Tess. Been almost a year. We went all over the country chasing those damn Fireflies.
[God, he needed to figure out how to do this right because he'd asked it of her. But all he can think is to fall back on what he knows. He meets her worried, upsetting gaze and the first thing that comes to mind is to revisit a question that haunted him. If she wanted confessions, he could do confessions. Or at least half-ones.
This was their last chance. A real last chance, not a hurried one, and now what to do with it?]
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A lot, Tess. Been almost a year. We went all over the country chasing those damn Fireflies.
[God, he needed to figure out how to do this right because he'd asked it of her. But all he can think is to fall back on what he knows. He meets her worried, upsetting gaze and the first thing that comes to mind is to revisit a question that haunted him. If she wanted confessions, he could do confessions. Or at least half-ones.
This was their last chance. A real last chance, not a hurried one, and now what to do with it?]
Why did you ask me what I knew about you?