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( ah. now they're at the crux of the matter, and as usual, she'd prefer to dissemble rather than answer truthfully. hadn't she been honest enough? was it not enough that he'd seen something deeply personal? dreams were just that - dreams. she'd never intended that to actually take place, any more than she intended to ever tell him.
it felt as though it was a crossroads of their relationship, however. to keep moving forward, someone had to give. it was so often not her.. )
I don't know about you, but I don't lie to my subconscious.
( it was all true. damnably so. she's caught on tenterhooks, split between hanging up on him and ignoring him (childish and immature but also necessary) and admitting everything. )
[Yet here they are. What, he can't help wondering, is the use in picking things up again? Their last encounter on Earth had such a sense of closure on it, as it was meant to.
On the other hand, ignoring their current situation seems to be creating more of a distraction than the alternative.]
( if he's not certain where to go from here, it is perhaps more surprising that she's also at a loss. he certainly seemed more open to the idea of seeing her than his earlier counterpart, but was it truly good for him? he had john for his good intentioned friend; he didn't need her anymore than she needed him. )
( he's right about that. she hadn't cared about john, really, when they'd been home. she cared enough to move him and sherlock out of harm's way once it became apparent that the information she knew would put them in danger -- but that was mostly for sherlock's sake than john's.
perhaps she'd grown during her time here. at least their relationship had grown, she and john. )
Thank you.
( it's uncomfortable, this. )
It wasn't meant for you to see. ( she feels as though she ought to clarify. ) Don't overthink it.
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it felt as though it was a crossroads of their relationship, however. to keep moving forward, someone had to give. it was so often not her.. )
I don't know about you, but I don't lie to my subconscious.
( it was all true. damnably so. she's caught on tenterhooks, split between hanging up on him and ignoring him (childish and immature but also necessary) and admitting everything. )
I never thought I would see you again.
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[Yet here they are. What, he can't help wondering, is the use in picking things up again? Their last encounter on Earth had such a sense of closure on it, as it was meant to.
On the other hand, ignoring their current situation seems to be creating more of a distraction than the alternative.]
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You won't tell John what you saw?
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[Which he would have thought went without saying. He never used to share anything with John when it came to The Woman.
"Take care of him." She cares. It must have come about during their time here.
He sends out an amendment.]
He doesn't need to know.
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perhaps she'd grown during her time here. at least their relationship had grown, she and john. )
Thank you.
( it's uncomfortable, this. )
It wasn't meant for you to see. ( she feels as though she ought to clarify. ) Don't overthink it.
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