[Ford...reaches a decision. It's not a decision he can put into words, it's more of a shifting of feelings and intentions and wants as they snap into a new position. ...not that Ford's ever been able to put many of his feelings into words, anyway, at least when they're not on a page.
He drops down to a crouch in front of Bill, resting a forearm on one knee, the other knee on the ground.]
Well, I'm just a guy, too. And I also happen to screw up a lot. But I like you, Bill. Not the powers that let you manipulate the cosmos -- you. I don't want you to be untouchable. Exactly the opposite of that, actually.
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Date: 2019-12-05 05:12 am (UTC)He drops down to a crouch in front of Bill, resting a forearm on one knee, the other knee on the ground.]
Well, I'm just a guy, too. And I also happen to screw up a lot. But I like you, Bill. Not the powers that let you manipulate the cosmos -- you. I don't want you to be untouchable. Exactly the opposite of that, actually.
[He extends his hand.]
I accept your apology.