"Mm, yeah. I mean, I guess in time travel terms, 25 years isn't a lot of time, but..." He shrugs, and flashes a wry smile. "It's a head trip, you know? Everything's just slightly off, all the time, in a thousand little ways."
But hey, whatever, it's no big deal! Certainly hasn't totally fucked him up or anything.
"Yeah..." There's something a little softer in the way Jeff agrees with Rue, some of that chaotic raccoon energy fading as the boy he was comes a little closer to the surface. It's so rare to meet people who can really see, who get it. "I guess it's kind of a trade off here, you know? Freeing in some ways, fucking... smothering in others. You ever feel that here?"
He tears off another piece of his croissant with a smile, the boy fading into the background again.
"Oh man. It's huge, so there's like, everything there. LA-- Los Angeles, I mean, that's where I was living-- it's on the coast, so, you know... Beaches, sunshine... And the city, fuck, it's like this massive, sprawling thing, but like. It was wild, felt like the city had its own heart, like it's..." He sighs dreamily. "Alive. And in a place that big, you can always find your family, whoever they are. But all around the state, there's deserts and mountains, and forests. These fucking... huge redwood trees..."
Okay, okay, no more talking of home. Even the LA here didn't feel like it had the same beating heart as the one in his world. Jeff finishes off his bread, then props his chin in his hands.
"Tell me about your world? The name alone... It sounds like my kind of place."
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But hey, whatever, it's no big deal! Certainly hasn't totally fucked him up or anything.
"Yeah..." There's something a little softer in the way Jeff agrees with Rue, some of that chaotic raccoon energy fading as the boy he was comes a little closer to the surface. It's so rare to meet people who can really see, who get it. "I guess it's kind of a trade off here, you know? Freeing in some ways, fucking... smothering in others. You ever feel that here?"
He tears off another piece of his croissant with a smile, the boy fading into the background again.
"Oh man. It's huge, so there's like, everything there. LA-- Los Angeles, I mean, that's where I was living-- it's on the coast, so, you know... Beaches, sunshine... And the city, fuck, it's like this massive, sprawling thing, but like. It was wild, felt like the city had its own heart, like it's..." He sighs dreamily. "Alive. And in a place that big, you can always find your family, whoever they are. But all around the state, there's deserts and mountains, and forests. These fucking... huge redwood trees..."
Okay, okay, no more talking of home. Even the LA here didn't feel like it had the same beating heart as the one in his world. Jeff finishes off his bread, then props his chin in his hands.
"Tell me about your world? The name alone... It sounds like my kind of place."