[ There's always gonna be guilt. But he's usually gotten better at not letting it bleed through-- partially for this reason. He lets out another soft breath, shaking his head with a kind of fond disbelief, a self-deprecating tinge to his voice: ]
Alternate universes.
[ Not so different in some ways, huh?
He studies him again for another handful of seconds. Curious, hopeful. ]
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Alternate universes.
[ Not so different in some ways, huh?
He studies him again for another handful of seconds. Curious, hopeful. ]
So what now?