He sets to work pulling the cushions off and stacking them out of the way. As he does this, he starts to narrate.
"I can still hardly believe it myself. It took a long time for things to come to this. It's kind of ironic -- I trusted Bill less than anyone else on this ship! But I turned out to be the one of the few who could." Ford pulls the blanket off the back of the couch and folds it up. "I didn't know it at the time, but Bill Cipher has been interested in me for decades. The way he tells it, he's been flirting without me noticing for years! Apparently, he'd been expecting me to die shortly after the portal accident flung me into the multiverse, and when I didn't, that surprised him. For me it was life and death, a battle for the fate of the multiverse, but for him, it was a game -- and I became his favorite person to play against. Eventually, he realized he didn't want me to die -- though he would have killed me in a heartbeat if he thought I really had a chance of destroying him. He liked me, and he wanted to continue the game! Of course, the fact that I was obsessed with revenge against him helped. He was flattered! No one had cared that much about him before. I woke up every day thinking about how I could end the danger he posed to billions of galaxies, and in a twisted way, that sincere, obsessive hatred got to him."
Ford says all of this like it's completely normal.
"I had no idea, of course. Looking back, I can't believe I missed it!" He laughs.
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He sets to work pulling the cushions off and stacking them out of the way. As he does this, he starts to narrate.
"I can still hardly believe it myself. It took a long time for things to come to this. It's kind of ironic -- I trusted Bill less than anyone else on this ship! But I turned out to be the one of the few who could." Ford pulls the blanket off the back of the couch and folds it up. "I didn't know it at the time, but Bill Cipher has been interested in me for decades. The way he tells it, he's been flirting without me noticing for years! Apparently, he'd been expecting me to die shortly after the portal accident flung me into the multiverse, and when I didn't, that surprised him. For me it was life and death, a battle for the fate of the multiverse, but for him, it was a game -- and I became his favorite person to play against. Eventually, he realized he didn't want me to die -- though he would have killed me in a heartbeat if he thought I really had a chance of destroying him. He liked me, and he wanted to continue the game! Of course, the fact that I was obsessed with revenge against him helped. He was flattered! No one had cared that much about him before. I woke up every day thinking about how I could end the danger he posed to billions of galaxies, and in a twisted way, that sincere, obsessive hatred got to him."
Ford says all of this like it's completely normal.
"I had no idea, of course. Looking back, I can't believe I missed it!" He laughs.