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[silberfuchs]

Eine Nachricht hinterlassen.

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[silberfuchs]

[They've barely been out of the same room for more than five minutes in the past few days. Arguably, this is the longest distance they've been from each other in that time, Albert sitting at the little table with a cup of coffee and his fifth cigarette, Jet lounging on the bed until he'd decided to walk over. He gets a soft but weak smile for his trouble.]

Hey.

[metalicarus]

[Jet pulled the other chair around closer to Albert's side of the table and sat in it backwards as he filched one of the German's cigarettes; he needed a moment to think if what he was going to say.

He didn't come up with much so he went his usual tactic of just running with it.]

You okay?

[He nodded towards the phone to indicate which state of 'ok' he was questioning.]

[silberfuchs]

I think so.

[He looks down at the phone in his hands, smile fading into that tired expression he's been wearing so often.]

It makes sense that they would have tried cloning before, or that some survived the initial onset of the Haze. It was just jarring to hear him again and have him not know me.

[metalicarus]

Yeah...

[He can't exactly say he understand cause this kind of thing didn't happen really, but even what his imagination came up with hurt, so that much he could get.]

I know it's not the same since he hasn't gone through things with us like the other McCoy, but at least he is here in some form, right? He can't be that different.

[silberfuchs]

I imagine his basic personality is still the same, but he never had the time at Site B with us and he remembers an additional four years on top of it. He remembers me from during the Haze outbreak even, apparently. Something about posters.

[He rubs his face. It irks him that he may be missing chunks of memory, that he may do to others what McCoy had done to him, all inadvertent but no less frustrating for all involved.]

I talked with Leonard quite a lot and he shared things with me about his former life. I'm not sure if I should attempt to forget about all that or not.

[metalicarus]

[Jet's not entirely sure what to say to that, he doesn't know the right answer or even the 'better' answer.]

I don't know. But...I'd be willing to bet you'll find it pretty hard to quit caring or keep up much of a distance, not since you were pretty close before, that's not how you work.

[He shrugs a bit, wishing he had some better answer to offer, something that would make this easier.]

Assuming he does come with us, which I think he will, you'll just have to see what comes out of getting to know this version.

[silberfuchs]

No, maybe not.

[He folds his hands, pressing his lips to folded thumbs in thought.]

But I don't want to make him uncomfortable with my knowledge of personal details.

[metalicarus]

Yeah...I guess there's always the option of being upfront with it. You know, tell him you know this stuff cause the other McCoy told you? I mean, it might make him uncomfortable, but at least he'd get it.

[Why'd this stuff have to get so complicated?]

[silberfuchs]

Or he'd want nothing to do with me. If someone came up to me out of the blue and explained they knew about Hilda or Black Ghost and said I'd told them, at the very least I'd be skeptical, if not hostile.

[Sighing, Albert drops one hand and leans forward, ruffling the other through his hair.]

But I don't feel it's right to have him not know I know this. It feels like a betrayal somehow.

[metalicarus]

Wish I knew what to tell you.

[He reached for Albert's hand on the table.]

I know you'll figure it out.

[silberfuchs]

I'll tell him when there's a chance.

[fingers curl around Jet's palm and Albert gives a weak smile.]

Thank you.

[metalicarus]

[The angle was a little awkward because of how he was sitting, but he leaned forward to kiss Albert's cheek, his hand squeezing the German's softly.

A quiet sign that the blond was there for him, Albert had his support no matter the outcome.]