[ That cringe only widens the smile on Ben's face. Eagerly, he asks: ]
Was it as awful as I'm imagining? I mean, did the whole set smell like horse shit, or only like 80% of it? Gimme the scoop.
[ He is joking, bright and lively, just like the way he was on his best days back when they were kids. A little seriousness comes back, however, when he adds: ]
I want to know all your stories. About the acting, and getting married, and getting divorced, and Claire. All of them.
[ The good ones and the bad; for so long, Ben had only been able to look in on her life, on all his sibling's lives except Klaus's. But Ben isn't so naive that he thinks he can really know what Allison's life was like, without hearing it from her. He so desperately wants to hear it from her.
And he wants to hear it. Hadn't Grace said the damage might only be temporary? That in a few weeks, a few months, Allison might speak again? Ben can only hope. She'd always had a flair for storytelling, and it's just not the same with pen and paper.
He turns down a branching hallway and points her to the door of the med-bay. ]
There's a doctor who was brought to this place. Or, I think maybe she's like, a space marine, but she had some medical training? Anyway, we should call her in to check out how you're healing in a day or two.
[ For now, though, the med-bay bots, one of whom comes gliding towards them when they enter, will have to do. ]
:D :D :D YAY
Was it as awful as I'm imagining? I mean, did the whole set smell like horse shit, or only like 80% of it? Gimme the scoop.
[ He is joking, bright and lively, just like the way he was on his best days back when they were kids. A little seriousness comes back, however, when he adds: ]
I want to know all your stories. About the acting, and getting married, and getting divorced, and Claire. All of them.
[ The good ones and the bad; for so long, Ben had only been able to look in on her life, on all his sibling's lives except Klaus's. But Ben isn't so naive that he thinks he can really know what Allison's life was like, without hearing it from her. He so desperately wants to hear it from her.
And he wants to hear it. Hadn't Grace said the damage might only be temporary? That in a few weeks, a few months, Allison might speak again? Ben can only hope. She'd always had a flair for storytelling, and it's just not the same with pen and paper.
He turns down a branching hallway and points her to the door of the med-bay. ]
There's a doctor who was brought to this place. Or, I think maybe she's like, a space marine, but she had some medical training? Anyway, we should call her in to check out how you're healing in a day or two.
[ For now, though, the med-bay bots, one of whom comes gliding towards them when they enter, will have to do. ]