[Darn. He's too good. It's a few minutes before she responds, from trying to collect her thoughts.]
I'm hanging in there. I gave up some memories and not knowing what I no longer know is kind of messing with me. Not to mention I survived a different near-apocalypse only four months ago.
...do you think that they're still in there somewhere? The memories, just forced into regression?
[ Because he'll try again for Jane. He doesn't like it, but if she wanted him to, he'd try again in a heartbeat. She could probably ask him to do anything and he'd jump to do it. ]
They might be. As far as science is aware, memories are physical parts of the brain. That is why brain damage affects memory so keenly. But this was all magic and sorcery.
[A part of her knows that—and that’s why she isn’t going to ask. She gave up those memories to save lives, and while she wouldn’t take her decision back, she doesn’t want him to get hurt again more than anything else. Not over something she consented to.]
Yeah, definitely. I'm moving into my own place on the first. I was thinking maybe we could do a movie night. Carol and I were talking about it and my friend Diego said he'd be down. We could all hang out, have a few drinks, and watch a movie or two, sans-teenagers. What do you think?
[That is why Jane gave up. Just like trying to change her ringtone. Three doctorate and she still could not find that setting.]
Nah, I get it. It's independence and being able to have some silence, or choose to have it interrupted on your own terms. Unlike base or college dorms.
Yeah, exactly. It'll just be nice to have quiet when I want it, without it depending on other people's whims, yeah. Okay, I'll definitely let you know. Maybe next Saturday, the 7th?
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[ He's just sort of assuming she's checking up after the whole thing in Jeopardy. ]
I probably should've touched base, I'm sorry. Are you?
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But you're alright. I was just checking in, in general.
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I'm hanging in there. I gave up some memories and not knowing what I no longer know is kind of messing with me. Not to mention I survived a different near-apocalypse only four months ago.
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[ Because he'll try again for Jane. He doesn't like it, but if she wanted him to, he'd try again in a heartbeat. She could probably ask him to do anything and he'd jump to do it. ]
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[A part of her knows that—and that’s why she isn’t going to ask. She gave up those memories to save lives, and while she wouldn’t take her decision back, she doesn’t want him to get hurt again more than anything else. Not over something she consented to.]
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But ... no. I gave them up to save people. And I couldn't ask you to risk yourself after everything again.
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Thank you, Derek. I really, really mean it. I'm not saying you won't be able to handle it or anything, but I'll think about it.
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[They need to hang out or something that isn't life threatening or otherwise dire.]
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[ Nope. Still looks weird. Looked weird when he sent it to Vanya; looks weird now. Stop. Using. Emoticons, Derek. ]
Thanks! I'm weirdly excited to be alone again. I used to hate it but I kind of miss it. There's no privacy in the government housing, not really.
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[That is why Jane gave up. Just like trying to change her ringtone. Three doctorate and she still could not find that setting.]
Nah, I get it. It's independence and being able to have some silence, or choose to have it interrupted on your own terms. Unlike base or college dorms.
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