That's not fair. Those are the first, knee-jerk words that run through his mind, but never make it as words, neither spoken or composed in a message on the mental network to his sister. Because it isn't, and it shouldn't be, because she's right.
But still.
"I don't wanna figure it out with the world." He doesn't move from where he's slumped against the window seat, though he does lift his head enough to stare after her. "I don't wanna be here any more than you do, Allison. I want to go home, too. I wanna find out what's really on the other side of Five's jump with us. I wanna fix the shit we broke just as much as you."
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Those are the first, knee-jerk words that run through his mind, but never make it as words, neither spoken or composed in a message on the mental network to his sister. Because it isn't, and it shouldn't be, because she's right.
But still.
"I don't wanna figure it out with the world." He doesn't move from where he's slumped against the window seat, though he does lift his head enough to stare after her. "I don't wanna be here any more than you do, Allison. I want to go home, too. I wanna find out what's really on the other side of Five's jump with us. I wanna fix the shit we broke just as much as you."