[ Rachel frowns at that, falling into contemplative silence until they reach her front door. Marco's Cassie having hallucinations about...what, Rachel's own timeline? Up until now, she'd just written Marco's whole timeline off as some weird alternate reality that had nothing to do with hers, just some random occurrence that he's even on the station with her. But it's starting to sound a little familiar. Like...something the Ellimist might do. Like something the Ellimist could do. ]
No...no, I don't think that's it.
[ But she doesn't know what it is, exactly. She doesn't know nearly enough. She can see there are pieces at play here, but she has no idea how they come together. Ax really would come in handy right about now.
She shakes her head, opening her front door and hurrying inside. Man, her feet are sore. At least it's a lot warmer in here. She rubs her arms for a minute, glancing at Marco. Man, this is weird. ]
You can sit on the couch, if you want. I need to get some clothes.
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No...no, I don't think that's it.
[ But she doesn't know what it is, exactly. She doesn't know nearly enough. She can see there are pieces at play here, but she has no idea how they come together. Ax really would come in handy right about now.
She shakes her head, opening her front door and hurrying inside. Man, her feet are sore. At least it's a lot warmer in here. She rubs her arms for a minute, glancing at Marco. Man, this is weird. ]
You can sit on the couch, if you want. I need to get some clothes.