8 - Video

[burnmythoughts]

[Jean doesn't speak straight away. She starts, a few times, but the words die on her lips and her gaze falls to the hands twisting in her lap.

Finally, she speaks, soft and solemn.]

I was wondering if - anyone knew anything about the breaches, or had any theories. If the Admiral just created these people, these...families out of thin air, or...if they really exist, somewhere. If... [She swallows hard.] If they're different versions of the people we know.

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[burnmythoughts]

[A strained but genuine smile.] You too, huh?

[onceandfutureprat]

I'd rather hear about yours.

[burnmythoughts]

[Her face drops, but she does answer, after a moment.]

...The person I turned into - she wasn't bad, really. She just - her life was hard.

[softly] Harder than it should have been.

[onceandfutureprat]

Why?

[burnmythoughts]

[Her smile is thin, and there's more than a little self-deprecation in her voice.]

Because she couldn't hide who she really was.

[onceandfutureprat]

Is that necessary for an easy life?

[burnmythoughts]

[She can't help but laugh, low and sad.] Yeah. Yeah, it is. [Not 'was'.]

[onceandfutureprat]

[A year ago, Arthur might have said something different.] It shouldn't be that way.

[burnmythoughts]

[Jean regards him quietly, for a moment, before she smiles, faint and slow.]

Thank you.