Building had always been a reliable way for him to focus his thoughts. As a method of distraction, he’d thrown himself into the construction of a new arm using all the new, polished materials their current abode offered. Tom was on the floor beside her, going through his own internal battles. but she imagined if she did, she thinks she might hate him just as much.
Al has never met the man, not that man at least. If she hadn’t understood before why Henry hated their world’s Joey so much, she certainly did now. If she wanted someone to blame for how she felt, it would have to be herself.Īnd. And as horrible as it was, as soul-crushing as it was, Al had asked for it. However, it's all the more reason to believe that they have the truth now. A stupid mistake, in hindsight, when it was so apparent that everything was never what it seemed down there. Like they had only become apparent to her when they were called to her attention. She’d had such moments too, down in the dark of the studio. That they’d been strung along their whole existence without ever realizing it.īut didn’t it make a chilling amount of sense, too? ‘Deja-vu’, Henry had said. It was so hard to believe that everything she and Tom had done had been for. īut she knew Henry hadn’t been withholding anything then, pain too vulnerable and raw, and the Demon by his side was hardly capable of masking his newfound emotions, so for once, it's hard to believe deceit came from there as well.Īl felt another sigh leave her lips, sinking back against the headboard of her bed. Sometimes, she wished she could go back to that state too, or simply believe it was a lie. So in blissful ignorance he would remain. After the painful revelation that his ‘god’ did not care for him, that truth might be too much to bear. The somber haze clung like a wet, cold shroud, one Al was unable to shake off so instead was forced to drag it behind her no matter how much weight would gather at its sodden fringe. She swung between denial and miserable acceptance for days, and it must have caught the attention of their benefactors too, but there wasn’t any room in her head to care. Then sometimes she can, and the resulting anxiety is enough to make her feel sick. Sometimes she still can’t wrap her mind around what Henry had told them. The next few days went by in a blur for Al.