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ANNIE CLARE SAWYER

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[ or she's seen eve. that option hadn't really occurred to him, though that doesn't exactly mean he's in the clear. ]

No. [ an awkward pause. hal isn't sure what's his to tell and what isn't, given that george is on the ship. ] Her name was Eve.

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[Oh, voice, thank god.]

Whose-

She looked like she was mine. I mean she didn't look like me at all, but you know, like she belonged to me. I had another baby, once. For a few days. I took care of him. But this looked different.

Hal, what did you see that was mine?

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[ it's difficult to respond to that, to sum up annie and eve without novels of context. ]

You were her guardian. [ guardian of the chosen one. he'd been tempted to laugh at her, that first day; now it's all drowned out by the memory of the bomb, the level of her commitment.

the next bit's more difficult to hedge around, so he doesn't bother. his tone is sympathetic, vaguely regretful; it's an invasion of privacy that goes well beyond the rest of the things he's glimpsed from her. ]

I saw your death.

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Someone gave me a ba-

[And then she goes silent, because he drops that on her like it's-

Well, no.

He doesn't say it like it's nothing. There is sympathy in his tone, regret, and she knows that it must cost him something because he does not seem to be the kind of man who feels easily.]

Oh. Well.

Yes. That happened.

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[ it would be stupid to say there isn't some bizarre jealousy there, because there's really no right for it; it's not like she got rest out of death any more than he did, but there's something beyond simple condolences. he'd rather not discuss it in detail - that or eve. ]

I'm sorry. I imagine it's very— [ personal? that sounds completely insufficient. he switches gears instead, and there's a very weak attempt at optimism. ]

I also saw the pub. You had a job.

[ he sounds vaguely proud, though that's only because he's just seen the exciting bits of that memory, not the mess it wound up in. ]

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I-

Yes!

[She latches onto that. The pub is easy, it was a good job, for the short time she had it.]

I rather liked that job, that was before we moved to Wales.