[ It's probably an unfair question, putting Sam on the spot, but she gives him a small and apologetic smile, letting him continue without interruption. The longer he goes on, the more she relates. Not necessarily about wanting to change the world; she only wanted to change a small part of it, and she most certainly didn't. And then she lost all of the people she'd found and loved, hollowing her out for such a long time. She doesn't want to feel that way again. It's why she forced herself out of bed in the early days of arriving in Solvunn. ]
I could hug you. [ Claire says that first, to establish that everything he's said has hit home. But now she has to think about his words and decide how much to share. Not because it's secret, and not because she fears she'll be judged, but because it's convoluted. Finally, she lets out a soft breath and fills the comfortable quiet between them. ]
Your mother sounds like a wise woman, and I have a very good feeling that she'd be quite proud of you if she could see you here.
[ Claire would be. She is. ]
You aren't wrong, either, about the state of the world. I've lived through two world wars and served in one. Then there was Korea and Vietnam. [ It gets exhausting, the fact that there has always been and likely will always be, another war brewing at any given moment. ] I suppose I couldn't get enough and even traveled back in time two-hundred years to try and change the results of the final battle during war in Scotland. And now I'm here, in the middle of another skirmish that seems tense, even with Jocelyn out of the picture.
[ After finishing her lemonade to about halfway, she wipes her hands together, the condensation cool on her palms. ]
I arrived here after being separated from my husband for twenty years. We'd only just reunited, and so it's been a bit of a bitter pill to swallow. I do seem to have found my people here, though.
[ She glances up at Sam, giving him a warm smile. ]
hello hi i'm the worst person in the world please forgive me ;-;
[ thankfully for her, sam has always been pretty decent with words. he's always liked talking, with people and around people, and about anything and everything. when he was little, it always came down to his titi asking what his grand plans were, and he always had to have an answer. now? now it's speeches in front of television cameras and trying his best to convince someone to put down the gun.
it's worked pretty well for his captain america career, no matter how short that was before abraxas.
but really, it's not like he has a perfect track record. he's had his weeks, months, where he was on autopilot more than he wasn't. getting out of bed is the hardest part, during those tougher times. and now? now she's here.
sam laughs, shaking his head. ] You could- I'm a great hugger.
[ it's the mention of his mother that has sam...not sobering, exactly, but there is a kind of stillness that comes over him even as he smiles. a little melancholy, but okay. he nods. ] She was. I don't even want to think about everything she'd do if she ended up here. This whole brewing war would have been sorted over a Sunday dinner and that would be that.
[ and as claire starts talking, sam listens. he picks up on a bit of that convoluted she'd been worried about, on the way the timelines don't really line up. he's about to ask about it, too, when she mentions time travel, and sam just sort of. accepts it all at that point. considering all the chaos that time travel caused for him and his back home? he can only imagine having to counter lives, and people, and what to do on top of all of that.
his smile turns sympathetic when she mentions her husband - about decades of time separated, to finally be reunited, and then this. he sets his own glass, which he'd been drinking every now and then during her words, down. ] I'm sorry about you and your husband. Especially after waiting for so long. [ it's genuine, his apology. even if he knows he had no hand in it, that situation...he can only imagine.
her warm smile is met with an equally warm one in return. ] Finding your people is the only good way I've found to combat all this. And I don't want to give you any false hope, I don't know the first thing about how all this works, but I've seen people come and go from here. All from different places, different times. If you and your husband have made it this far, I'm sure something like the Singularity won't stop you, either.
[ The hope isn't false, Claire is holding onto it too, hoping that one day she'll visit the Horizon or go to Nocwich only to see Jamie waiting for her. It's a dream she had for twenty years, and one she'll keep having until they're together again. ]
I very much want you to be right. We've been through more than our share of loss, both together and apart. All that we've wanted is to live a quiet life no duties to the crown or oaths. But it seems someone always has another war in mind, another grab for land or power.
[ Shaking her head, she manages a smile again. ]
It's always been that way, we're just on the ride-along this go 'round. And perhaps between those of us who are likeminded, we can spread a little hope and kindness.
[ he chuckles a little at that, if only because she says i very much want you to be right. he does believe it, that he will be right and that she will find her husband in the end. and he believes it so much that when she looks back to him, he is merely holding up his cup of lemonade. ]
If there's one thing I know about humanity, it's that there's always another war. But- people who are meant to be together always find each other in the end. And from what you've told me, you and your husband are gonna be those people. Just hope it doesn't take too long.
[ whether or not she cheers' him back, he'll take a sip. let that sit for a few moments. sit back up again after those few moments have passed. ]
But you are right- there's not enough of us around. Hope and kindness...I mean, we've been dropped in the middle of a freaking battleground to decide who is gonna be at war. I'll take all the help I can get, at this point. If you're offering it.
[ Claire does indeed return the cheers, smiling at him before taking a long sip. She'll toast to that, though Jamie's taking his sweet time, now.]
I'm always happy to help with whatever I can, when I can. It might help to coordinate if it's possible, though with not being able to get to one another in person easily, a real-life scenario might be more difficult.
[ Between the two of them, though, she's sure they could work something out hastily if needed. ]
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I could hug you. [ Claire says that first, to establish that everything he's said has hit home. But now she has to think about his words and decide how much to share. Not because it's secret, and not because she fears she'll be judged, but because it's convoluted. Finally, she lets out a soft breath and fills the comfortable quiet between them. ]
Your mother sounds like a wise woman, and I have a very good feeling that she'd be quite proud of you if she could see you here.
[ Claire would be. She is. ]
You aren't wrong, either, about the state of the world. I've lived through two world wars and served in one. Then there was Korea and Vietnam. [ It gets exhausting, the fact that there has always been and likely will always be, another war brewing at any given moment. ] I suppose I couldn't get enough and even traveled back in time two-hundred years to try and change the results of the final battle during war in Scotland. And now I'm here, in the middle of another skirmish that seems tense, even with Jocelyn out of the picture.
[ After finishing her lemonade to about halfway, she wipes her hands together, the condensation cool on her palms. ]
I arrived here after being separated from my husband for twenty years. We'd only just reunited, and so it's been a bit of a bitter pill to swallow. I do seem to have found my people here, though.
[ She glances up at Sam, giving him a warm smile. ]
hello hi i'm the worst person in the world please forgive me ;-;
it's worked pretty well for his captain america career, no matter how short that was before abraxas.
but really, it's not like he has a perfect track record. he's had his weeks, months, where he was on autopilot more than he wasn't. getting out of bed is the hardest part, during those tougher times. and now? now she's here.
sam laughs, shaking his head. ] You could- I'm a great hugger.
[ it's the mention of his mother that has sam...not sobering, exactly, but there is a kind of stillness that comes over him even as he smiles. a little melancholy, but okay. he nods. ] She was. I don't even want to think about everything she'd do if she ended up here. This whole brewing war would have been sorted over a Sunday dinner and that would be that.
[ and as claire starts talking, sam listens. he picks up on a bit of that convoluted she'd been worried about, on the way the timelines don't really line up. he's about to ask about it, too, when she mentions time travel, and sam just sort of. accepts it all at that point. considering all the chaos that time travel caused for him and his back home? he can only imagine having to counter lives, and people, and what to do on top of all of that.
his smile turns sympathetic when she mentions her husband - about decades of time separated, to finally be reunited, and then this. he sets his own glass, which he'd been drinking every now and then during her words, down. ] I'm sorry about you and your husband. Especially after waiting for so long. [ it's genuine, his apology. even if he knows he had no hand in it, that situation...he can only imagine.
her warm smile is met with an equally warm one in return. ] Finding your people is the only good way I've found to combat all this. And I don't want to give you any false hope, I don't know the first thing about how all this works, but I've seen people come and go from here. All from different places, different times. If you and your husband have made it this far, I'm sure something like the Singularity won't stop you, either.
omg shhhhhhh no you are not <3 <3
I very much want you to be right. We've been through more than our share of loss, both together and apart. All that we've wanted is to live a quiet life no duties to the crown or oaths. But it seems someone always has another war in mind, another grab for land or power.
[ Shaking her head, she manages a smile again. ]
It's always been that way, we're just on the ride-along this go 'round. And perhaps between those of us who are likeminded, we can spread a little hope and kindness.
i am but i appreciate you forgiving me ;-;
If there's one thing I know about humanity, it's that there's always another war. But- people who are meant to be together always find each other in the end. And from what you've told me, you and your husband are gonna be those people. Just hope it doesn't take too long.
[ whether or not she cheers' him back, he'll take a sip. let that sit for a few moments. sit back up again after those few moments have passed. ]
But you are right- there's not enough of us around. Hope and kindness...I mean, we've been dropped in the middle of a freaking battleground to decide who is gonna be at war. I'll take all the help I can get, at this point. If you're offering it.
😘 there's always august, too!
I'm always happy to help with whatever I can, when I can. It might help to coordinate if it's possible, though with not being able to get to one another in person easily, a real-life scenario might be more difficult.
[ Between the two of them, though, she's sure they could work something out hastily if needed. ]