Jermaine's own mind was racing, processing through what he was looking at in fits and starts. Unlike Finn, the scene appeared less like a warm, safe dream made terrible by the knowledge it was about to painfully end. For Jermaine, it appeared spliced with his nightmares.
Dark omens peppered it like grim warnings; bars on the window, an ugly scar Finn had now carved down his baby brother's back in the past. Finn never loved wearing clothes back then, going around shirtless whenever the weather broke 70. Only Jermaine could swear it had to be 90, at least. Had to be. The air felt stifling.
He gropes around for Finn's hand, closing around his robot one accidentally. Jermaine has a flash of random realization when he does -- he really... Never liked touching this hand, did he?
In front of them, the scene plays out.
"There! Now, how does Mommy look?" Margaret finished tying her scarf in expert fashion, setting the knotted end coquettishly off center. "Pretty smart, hm?"
For all her demeanor seems so normal, her usual bright and cheerful self, there was a worry there that seemed all the starker with hindsight. Their father had been missing for weeks. It wasn't unusual for him to be gone long stretches, but he always found a way to get in touch with Mom somehow. Always.
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Dark omens peppered it like grim warnings; bars on the window, an ugly scar Finn had now carved down his baby brother's back in the past. Finn never loved wearing clothes back then, going around shirtless whenever the weather broke 70. Only Jermaine could swear it had to be 90, at least. Had to be. The air felt stifling.
He gropes around for Finn's hand, closing around his robot one accidentally. Jermaine has a flash of random realization when he does -- he really... Never liked touching this hand, did he?
In front of them, the scene plays out.
"There! Now, how does Mommy look?" Margaret finished tying her scarf in expert fashion, setting the knotted end coquettishly off center. "Pretty smart, hm?"
For all her demeanor seems so normal, her usual bright and cheerful self, there was a worry there that seemed all the starker with hindsight. Their father had been missing for weeks. It wasn't unusual for him to be gone long stretches, but he always found a way to get in touch with Mom somehow. Always.