[ It comes out very suddenly. ] And it's weird because it's happened so many times, losing her and all, that you'd think I'd be used to it? [ Carter looks up at him and shrugs, trying to look nonchalant. ] I think the thing is that, like, each life you have to start all over, so you don't really... learn from experience, or build up any real immunity to it, exactly.
[ Rip chokes on his tea. It's a very bad look, and he turns away entirely in something that's more embarrassment than shame.
He pounds his chest with the side of his fist, coughing. ] I... I suppose that makes sense. [ There is a brief clearing of the throat. ] You're born in new flesh, and the, erm, bonding process is-- very physical, as well.
[ Rip wants to ask when in hell did you two have time to bond, then remembers they'd left the two reincarnated lovers alone in the timeship for a considerable amount of time, that first time they'd all been together.
He resists the urge to pinch the bridge of his nose. ] ...I see.
No, it's not. [ Carter passes him a sympathetic smile, drinks his cereal milk, and shakes his head. ] Wasn't kids too, this time. There's that. And I would say we never learn, but I think it's more that fate doesn't really care. [ He's that kind of casual that comes with forcing himself to box up his feelings and not think too much of them. ]
I know, right? [ Carter reaches up to pull the collar of his shirt down, exposing the last remnants of a mark. They're faint; you'd have to know what you were looking for to pick them out. ] Mostly.
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[ It comes out very suddenly. ] And it's weird because it's happened so many times, losing her and all, that you'd think I'd be used to it? [ Carter looks up at him and shrugs, trying to look nonchalant. ] I think the thing is that, like, each life you have to start all over, so you don't really... learn from experience, or build up any real immunity to it, exactly.
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He pounds his chest with the side of his fist, coughing. ] I... I suppose that makes sense. [ There is a brief clearing of the throat. ] You're born in new flesh, and the, erm, bonding process is-- very physical, as well.
You two... she bonded you in this life?
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[ A pause as he drinks his cereal milk. ] And in 206 others, yeah.
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He resists the urge to pinch the bridge of his nose. ] ...I see.
I'm sorry. The loss isn't easy in any aspect.
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Rip cocks a brow, pressing the thermos to his lip but not taking a drink. ]
...has your mark faded?
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[ Carter reaches up to pull the collar of his shirt down, exposing the last remnants of a mark. They're faint; you'd have to know what you were looking for to pick them out. ] Mostly.