He squeezes her hand back. Both their hands are kind of weird, aren't they? Too big, genetic anomalies, but she isn't afraid to hold his hand and he isn't afraid to hold hers.
"I know something about what that's like, actually," he says. "Thanks to another transuniversal Barge event. Cloned, raised in a lab, meant to be a weapon." It hadn't ended well. Poor Weapon X-618. "Now, it wasn't exactly real either, and it wasn't the same as what happened to you, but I'm glad," he says, another word that isn't adequate to describe what he feels about someone he'd thought of as his daughter until a few days ago being raised in those conditions, "that you're out of it."
If the people who made Taura showed up right now and tried to take her back, Ford Pines would probably end up demoted. Sometimes that's just how it be.
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Date: 2019-11-06 08:44 pm (UTC)He squeezes her hand back. Both their hands are kind of weird, aren't they? Too big, genetic anomalies, but she isn't afraid to hold his hand and he isn't afraid to hold hers.
"I know something about what that's like, actually," he says. "Thanks to another transuniversal Barge event. Cloned, raised in a lab, meant to be a weapon." It hadn't ended well. Poor Weapon X-618. "Now, it wasn't exactly real either, and it wasn't the same as what happened to you, but I'm glad," he says, another word that isn't adequate to describe what he feels about someone he'd thought of as his daughter until a few days ago being raised in those conditions, "that you're out of it."
If the people who made Taura showed up right now and tried to take her back, Ford Pines would probably end up demoted. Sometimes that's just how it be.