That's what gets under Dan's skin, the ever-present hum of paranoia that anyone he gets close to is about to get ripped away, that maybe it's because he gets close to them. Realistically, he knows that the curse was broken decades ago, but it's so hard to shake the feeling. It's hard to not be braced for the next loss, hard to not commit to the pareidolia. He feels like he let his guard down when he had Ellie in his life, and then it ripped out his innards harder than possibly anything ever has, and so this paranoia feels protective.
Asking himself to not be afraid that the people he loves are going to die horribly soon feels like being asked to jump from a plane without knowing how to deploy a parachute. It feels like speeding down the highway with his eyes closed.
"Sounds like we both got our own curses," he says, naming what Miguel's been too polite to say. He remembers the feeling Miguel's hinted at, the almost exhilaration at thinking he found some way to have what he wanted when he had convinced himself wanting a family at all was worse than foolish. "Do you reckon any of that changes, now that we're myths?"
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That's what gets under Dan's skin, the ever-present hum of paranoia that anyone he gets close to is about to get ripped away, that maybe it's because he gets close to them. Realistically, he knows that the curse was broken decades ago, but it's so hard to shake the feeling. It's hard to not be braced for the next loss, hard to not commit to the pareidolia. He feels like he let his guard down when he had Ellie in his life, and then it ripped out his innards harder than possibly anything ever has, and so this paranoia feels protective.
Asking himself to not be afraid that the people he loves are going to die horribly soon feels like being asked to jump from a plane without knowing how to deploy a parachute. It feels like speeding down the highway with his eyes closed.
"Sounds like we both got our own curses," he says, naming what Miguel's been too polite to say. He remembers the feeling Miguel's hinted at, the almost exhilaration at thinking he found some way to have what he wanted when he had convinced himself wanting a family at all was worse than foolish. "Do you reckon any of that changes, now that we're myths?"
Dan doesn't think it does.