As Rey listens, her eyebrows lift a little more, until William asks the magic question.
Sadly, she does have some sympathy for what he's talking about. "Yes. A few times, actually. Lost-- or, well, suppose it's more like, got more time instead, since no time was lost here between the jumps. Was home for about four years and then returned a long while ago. Went back more recently, that time for only a few months. But still--"
She touches the scar around her neck. Even healed, it's a nasty gash. The corner of her lip twitches as she glances to William out her peripheral vision.
"Stabbed by an crazy cult leader." Though, they're probably all crazy, now that she thinks about it.
In any case, it hurts her head just thinking about all the years that melted together like hot wax. It helps that her own memories were already a mess, even without the jumps throwing them around.
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Sadly, she does have some sympathy for what he's talking about. "Yes. A few times, actually. Lost-- or, well, suppose it's more like, got more time instead, since no time was lost here between the jumps. Was home for about four years and then returned a long while ago. Went back more recently, that time for only a few months. But still--"
She touches the scar around her neck. Even healed, it's a nasty gash. The corner of her lip twitches as she glances to William out her peripheral vision.
"Stabbed by an crazy cult leader." Though, they're probably all crazy, now that she thinks about it.
In any case, it hurts her head just thinking about all the years that melted together like hot wax. It helps that her own memories were already a mess, even without the jumps throwing them around.