[Nadine can't help the sharp little laugh at the suggestion. She's not laughing at Amos, but at the madness of her own life.]
No, no that would be simple and normal. And nothing about my life is simple and normal. No, Randall was...is, I'm sure he's out there somewhere. Uh...he isn't exactly human. He's some sort of ancient demi-god or powerful magical being or something. I don't exactly know. But he started coming to me in dreams when I was twelve because apparently some even more powerful, undefined force that's in charge of fate or whatever decided we were soulmates. It wasn't creepy when I was kid, though. He was like...an imaginary friend that wasn't imaginary. I could talk to him about anything and he was always there for me. And I know this sounds absolutely crazy, but at this point, what's a little more crazy on top of the heap?
[They're talking in a magical realm that technically doesn't exist, after being kidnapped to some sort of King Arthur legend in another dimension. Powerful demi-gods that chat up pre-teens isn't that bizarre at this point.
And honestly it feels good to just talk about it. Nadine's never talked about it so plainly and openly before. But if she's going to honestly open up about anything to anyone not from home, it's going to be Amos. She knows she can trust him with this, that he'll take it and keep it and won't make it into some big thing.]
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[Nadine can't help the sharp little laugh at the suggestion. She's not laughing at Amos, but at the madness of her own life.]
No, no that would be simple and normal. And nothing about my life is simple and normal. No, Randall was...is, I'm sure he's out there somewhere. Uh...he isn't exactly human. He's some sort of ancient demi-god or powerful magical being or something. I don't exactly know. But he started coming to me in dreams when I was twelve because apparently some even more powerful, undefined force that's in charge of fate or whatever decided we were soulmates. It wasn't creepy when I was kid, though. He was like...an imaginary friend that wasn't imaginary. I could talk to him about anything and he was always there for me. And I know this sounds absolutely crazy, but at this point, what's a little more crazy on top of the heap?
[They're talking in a magical realm that technically doesn't exist, after being kidnapped to some sort of King Arthur legend in another dimension. Powerful demi-gods that chat up pre-teens isn't that bizarre at this point.
And honestly it feels good to just talk about it. Nadine's never talked about it so plainly and openly before. But if she's going to honestly open up about anything to anyone not from home, it's going to be Amos. She knows she can trust him with this, that he'll take it and keep it and won't make it into some big thing.]