[ you can't tell? isn't something he asks, because their ghost drift is tenuous, a thin thread that while existent had been severed when his boy died, reestablished when they arrived. ]
Would be lying if I said I wasn't hearing things I have no business hearing. I've heard the same from others around here.
[ chuck feels it there even when he doesn't want to- but the drift, that echo isn't something he can latch on to. not here and not now because he knows where it'll go and pentecost is already watching him, from the opposite end of the hall.
it's too hard to tell the difference between what's real and what's not. all he can smell is blood. ]
[ he's quiet for a moment, and he doesn't say it's because you're dead, son because they both know it's true. for all of them who had gone on when Chuck had detonated the payload— ]
Noted.
[ because it means it's possible Herc might see him, too. ]]
[ she spoke to you, she knows it isn't real he says. chuck's gaze cuts to the side. his mother's voice crawls up his spine and hums in his head for a handful of heartbeats- but it feels like it stretches on forever. it's his fault, it's his fault this happened. i'm dead and you're alive. why are you alive baby? he swallows, shakes his head. squares his shoulders. why are you alive ranger hansen. ]
Got it.
[ she knows it isn't real, he said. chuck listens to the drum of his own pulse until he can't hear them anymore, and he wonders how long any of them will be able to be sure. ]
[ there's a silence there Herc, look what you did. how could you let our boy die? that Herc knows and he straightens his shoulders, doesn't glance to his left where there's a ghost of a woman watching him with piercing eyes. ]
On point.
[ he says, as much to Chuck as himself, because one of them had to keep them on target while the other came out swinging ]
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Would be lying if I said I wasn't hearing things I have no business hearing. I've heard the same from others around here.
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it's too hard to tell the difference between what's real and what's not.
all he can smell is blood. ]
She's seein' me.
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Noted.
[ because it means it's possible Herc might see him, too. ]]
She spoke to you, she knows it isn't real.
We'll round up when this shit's dealt with.
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Got it.
[ she knows it isn't real, he said. chuck listens to the drum of his own pulse until he can't hear them anymore, and he wonders how long any of them will be able to be sure. ]
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On point.
[ he says, as much to Chuck as himself, because one of them had to keep them on target while the other came out swinging ]