The correction, or explanation, leaves Tidus with a puzzling expression accompanied by a tight mouth, an unsure way of thinking clouding his features. He gets it, kinda, though it's not usually anything he thinks about too deeply. Was there anything about looking into the past that could help the present? But that didn't seem to be what Connor was musing.
But he would prefer it that line of open thought to the imagery that Connor's next conjures. He's speaking about a past gone, but something about the last part hits with Tidus, and the present. His frown deepening before he lets out a disgusted sound. ]
Thinking about that isn't going to help us any. Whether they knew it was coming or not, they suffered. They're gone. [ He doesn't look at either of them as he speaks, but his words are forceful in their point. Letting them sit in the air for a moment before he lifts his head, turning to Hank first. ]
You don't have four months. You've got four months if you're lucky, and your life isn't worth that gamble. We should be thinking about how to move everyone out of the dorm and somewhere safe as soon as they get here, 'cause we're dead the second the Head decides we are.
[ He shakes his head, spreading out his hands in a sweeping motion. ]
We shouldn't even be using it. We're an easy target every time we go there!
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The correction, or explanation, leaves Tidus with a puzzling expression accompanied by a tight mouth, an unsure way of thinking clouding his features. He gets it, kinda, though it's not usually anything he thinks about too deeply. Was there anything about looking into the past that could help the present? But that didn't seem to be what Connor was musing.
But he would prefer it that line of open thought to the imagery that Connor's next conjures. He's speaking about a past gone, but something about the last part hits with Tidus, and the present. His frown deepening before he lets out a disgusted sound. ]
Thinking about that isn't going to help us any. Whether they knew it was coming or not, they suffered. They're gone. [ He doesn't look at either of them as he speaks, but his words are forceful in their point. Letting them sit in the air for a moment before he lifts his head, turning to Hank first. ]
You don't have four months. You've got four months if you're lucky, and your life isn't worth that gamble. We should be thinking about how to move everyone out of the dorm and somewhere safe as soon as they get here, 'cause we're dead the second the Head decides we are.
[ He shakes his head, spreading out his hands in a sweeping motion. ]
We shouldn't even be using it. We're an easy target every time we go there!