What, was I snoring again? I'll try to keep it down next time.
[ but there's no conviction behind his voice, not the fiery sort of response Al may well be used to. what's worse is how well Al knows him, and how easily it is for the mask of indifference Ed uses on occasional to come crashing right down.
he lets out a sigh, shoulders slumping a touch. ]
There's nothing to talk about, nothing we haven't already said about her, Al. [ because he's not sure he can bring himself to say "mother" or "mom" right now, not when he can still taste copper from biting his own tongue, can still hear the rasp of sound in the back of his mind. ] It's just the same dream, over and over.
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[ but there's no conviction behind his voice, not the fiery sort of response Al may well be used to. what's worse is how well Al knows him, and how easily it is for the mask of indifference Ed uses on occasional to come crashing right down.
he lets out a sigh, shoulders slumping a touch. ]
There's nothing to talk about, nothing we haven't already said about her, Al. [ because he's not sure he can bring himself to say "mother" or "mom" right now, not when he can still taste copper from biting his own tongue, can still hear the rasp of sound in the back of his mind. ] It's just the same dream, over and over.