upshore: (I need a fuckin' smoke // lulamae)
Miles Upshur ([personal profile] upshore) wrote in [community profile] ioduanlogs 2018-09-21 03:39 am (UTC)

Miles didn't want to lie to her, because he wasn't sure how she'd go back, or be taken back, or whatever the flipping hell was going on, but she needed his help, and he knew that he was more than capable of fighting.

He would have said 'fighting anything', but there were more things in Heaven and Earth, Horatio, than were dreamt of in his philosophy. At least - they were before he came here.

But he knew death, and people wanting to control it, and control someone who could harness it for their own twisted purposes, and his skin prickled and the static raged in his head. She had her own personal Wernicke.

"I won't," he said firmly. He had barely a clue what she had experienced, but he knew better than to tell her that it was all in her head. That didn't mean it didn't hurt or it wasn't scarring. He'd had months' worth of dreams to drive that lesson home.

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