Must've been one hell of an accident. [ That, more to himself than to Chase. How many cars involved, how many people? Where, when, what evidence exists?
An echo of a question from earlier in the day: Who gains?
Sam shakes it off, mentally if not physically. ] Right. So we're both in... a shitty boat, one that metaphorically is probably full of holes. [ And he's not sure where he was going with that thought (keeping their heads above water? sinking fast?) so he's going to let it go.
He studies Chase, seeing hints of Theresa there without remembering her face. He can picture Chase yelling at him, laughing at him, sneering at him. He feels the weight of exhaustion settling in around his heart when he looks at this kid. An unwinable war, old battle scars. How am I supposed to do this, Theresa.]
I'm your uncle. We both know that much. Until we learn more, it seems like we have two options. We test each other-- or we trust each other.
[ He exhales a tiny sound that's almost a sigh.] So. Just for now. Do you trust me?
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An echo of a question from earlier in the day: Who gains?
Sam shakes it off, mentally if not physically. ] Right. So we're both in... a shitty boat, one that metaphorically is probably full of holes. [ And he's not sure where he was going with that thought (keeping their heads above water? sinking fast?) so he's going to let it go.
He studies Chase, seeing hints of Theresa there without remembering her face. He can picture Chase yelling at him, laughing at him, sneering at him. He feels the weight of exhaustion settling in around his heart when he looks at this kid. An unwinable war, old battle scars. How am I supposed to do this, Theresa.]
I'm your uncle. We both know that much. Until we learn more, it seems like we have two options. We test each other-- or we trust each other.
[ He exhales a tiny sound that's almost a sigh.] So. Just for now. Do you trust me?