"I am sometimes. I know I am sometimes." He smiles a quick little half- smile. "--Just ask Feuilly how I'm doing with English. But I don't need to know English..."
And English isn't the problem. Joly sighs and reaches up run a finger along Legle's cheek.
"I remember-- that other-me, I remember, he knew, things between all three of us were--how they were." he still doesn't have the words. He hadn't in that world either. But it had mattered less, when he could just put his soul into his dear ones' hands, when he could hold them and know they felt-- it fades again.
"And I-- me, I mean, just me, not the..other me..oh this is an impossible way of talking-- anyway, that was 1830, and I hadn't even considered, until--?"
He really doesn't have the vocabulary to talk about this. And if Legle looks at him all confused and says what, Joly will thump him with a pillow.
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Date: 4 Aug 2015 16:34 (UTC)"I am sometimes. I know I am sometimes." He smiles a quick little half- smile. "--Just ask Feuilly how I'm doing with English. But I don't need to know English..."
And English isn't the problem. Joly sighs and reaches up run a finger along Legle's cheek.
"I remember-- that other-me, I remember, he knew, things between all three of us were--how they were." he still doesn't have the words. He hadn't in that world either. But it had mattered less, when he could just put his soul into his dear ones' hands, when he could hold them and know they felt-- it fades again.
"And I-- me, I mean, just me, not the..other me..oh this is an impossible way of talking-- anyway, that was 1830, and I hadn't even considered, until--?"
He really doesn't have the vocabulary to talk about this. And if Legle looks at him all confused and says what, Joly will thump him with a pillow.