It doesn't seem fair that someone like Adia doesn't have sweet dreams. She's so kind and already deals with so much - why would the multiverse do such a thing to her? "I hope someday you can have good dreams again," she offers softly, hoping it doesn't hurt to say something like that to her friend.
Something about how Adia phrases her reply causes Amelia's chest to tighten again. Made the best of living in the Nexus. Was that what the rogue was doing now? Maybe Steve had been able to manage it, but Amelia's certain she still isn't doing that. She survives, but Steve... Steve lived. He was so full of life despite everything trying to take it from him. And now some asshole had waltzed in and walked all over this place, taking her friend with him. She's glad she got the chance to scream at his lifeless body, but if she'd had half a chance, if she could've just been there sooner, she could've done so much more.
...or so her grief addled mind would have her believe.
The question is one that doesn't require her to dig for an answer or even think about herself. It still touches on Steve, but that's rather inevitable at this point, isn't it? She nods slowly, finally releasing Adia's hand so she can better flip through the pages of the book. "I'd like that. I think he would... want that." Even that simple thought feels like a punch in the gut, but at least they're not talking about the man himself if they talk about his pets instead.
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Something about how Adia phrases her reply causes Amelia's chest to tighten again. Made the best of living in the Nexus. Was that what the rogue was doing now? Maybe Steve had been able to manage it, but Amelia's certain she still isn't doing that. She survives, but Steve... Steve lived. He was so full of life despite everything trying to take it from him. And now some asshole had waltzed in and walked all over this place, taking her friend with him. She's glad she got the chance to scream at his lifeless body, but if she'd had half a chance, if she could've just been there sooner, she could've done so much more.
...or so her grief addled mind would have her believe.
The question is one that doesn't require her to dig for an answer or even think about herself. It still touches on Steve, but that's rather inevitable at this point, isn't it? She nods slowly, finally releasing Adia's hand so she can better flip through the pages of the book. "I'd like that. I think he would... want that." Even that simple thought feels like a punch in the gut, but at least they're not talking about the man himself if they talk about his pets instead.