Right now that's basically impossible though. For any of us.
[Defeated, Skye dropped her head and pressed her face into his chest for a few seconds before she turned her head so only the side of her face is resting against it.]
[Jesse doesn't say anything to that, because what is there to say? What the hell is false hope going to do for her? It's crushing to believe you see a light at the end of the tunnel when it's not actually something you can reach. He doesn't think this will end, not soon and maybe not ever.
His fingers caress her cheek. They're together. That's all the comfort he's got for her.]
[Heaving a sigh, Skye closed briefly only to open them just as quickly when she sees flashes of what it was Charles had tried to show her. What if they could control her now? Whether she was at the seminar or not? She could feel her heart start to race, but she didn't move, not yet.]
You'll stop me if I do something you know I wouldn't do, right?
[How the hell could he stop her? She's a thousand times more powerful than him. Even with her power limited, he's fairly certain she could stop his heart, break his bones, crush his body before he could even drag her away from the scene.]
[Killing her would be the only thing he could do in that scenario. And even then, only by using someone else as a proxy. Otherwise, she'd be able to stop any bullet he shoots directly at her.
[Skye knew it would be brutal, and that he probably did want to even think about it. That didn't change the fact that it would kill her if she killed an innocent person.]
[There's always a choice. There has to be a choice. Jesse disentangles himself from her, climbing off the bed and getting to his knees to search for something underneath it.]
You don't... have to drain me. I already did it.
[If that's her concern. She already saw him do it once, with the vial in his drink. When he gets up again, he's got a kit in his hands. His heroin kit, she might recall, except that when he sets it on the nightstand and opens it, it obviously doesn't contain heroin anymore. Just two syringes and about a dozen tiny vials of blood like the one before.]
[Moving out of his way, Skye sat up on the bed. She remembered the box, which is why her expression fell even further when she saw it.
Moving to give him space, Skye looked at what was actually inside the box. She shouldn't be surprised he's already started a kit. Just how many other people knew about this?]
If something happens to you couldn't I just use it on you like the other night?
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[Which is unfortunate, because the universe seems determined to keep that from him.]
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[Defeated, Skye dropped her head and pressed her face into his chest for a few seconds before she turned her head so only the side of her face is resting against it.]
I just want this to be over with.
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His fingers caress her cheek. They're together. That's all the comfort he's got for her.]
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You'll stop me if I do something you know I wouldn't do, right?
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[How the hell could he stop her? She's a thousand times more powerful than him. Even with her power limited, he's fairly certain she could stop his heart, break his bones, crush his body before he could even drag her away from the scene.]
I'll try.
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I mean it. Whatever you have to do. If I try to hurt someone else, or worse.
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It would be brutal.
He wouldn't actually be able to do it.]
...Yeah.
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Say it.
[Because she doesn't believe him.]
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[No. No, he won't.]
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Thank you.
I'm just afraid of them actually being able to use me as their puppet.
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Let's just stay here. Let's stay here and not go back. We don't have to go back to that stupid thing. I don't care if it hurts.
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What if they can kill us for not going? I saw you passed out on the floor, Jesse. And that's with your powers.
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Stop it. Just stop, Jesse.
[He is not helping her calm down right now. At all.]
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I mean it. If something happens - Skye, just take the blood. Okay? There's more than you'd ever need.
We don't have to go back.
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[Which is also to say, no way in hell is she doing that.]
I've heard of people being teleported into the seminar against their will. We don't have a choice.
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[There's always a choice. There has to be a choice. Jesse disentangles himself from her, climbing off the bed and getting to his knees to search for something underneath it.]
You don't... have to drain me. I already did it.
[If that's her concern. She already saw him do it once, with the vial in his drink. When he gets up again, he's got a kit in his hands. His heroin kit, she might recall, except that when he sets it on the nightstand and opens it, it obviously doesn't contain heroin anymore. Just two syringes and about a dozen tiny vials of blood like the one before.]
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Moving to give him space, Skye looked at what was actually inside the box. She shouldn't be surprised he's already started a kit. Just how many other people knew about this?]
If something happens to you couldn't I just use it on you like the other night?
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I promise.
[Yeah that's a lie. If she was dead she couldn't help him, obviously. Otherwise, yeah, he was getting help first.]