There’s the sudden inane thought to respond with a matching Aye. It’s weirdly addictive and weirdly satisfying to hear in Ellis’ burr of a voice.
But instead, Strange settles for a, “That makes sense.”
Their first stop, in New York— despite all logic, he had wanted it to be real. Genuinely, truly wanted to find that he’d stumbled and luckily tripped his way home again, and all they had to do was politely usher the Thedosians through their own rift homeward, bing bang boom and the problem was sorted and he could go back to being a full-time sorcerer in his prime with no anti-magic societal prejudice gnawing at his ankle.
But it had not worked. And it had not worked. And there had been another world, and another, and another, until now they’re in the most nightmarish of them all, despite the fact that the ground is wet beneath their boots and the campfire is warm and everything about this still feels as real as the first one did.
yrs to fade out, or i could close in my next?
But instead, Strange settles for a, “That makes sense.”
Their first stop, in New York— despite all logic, he had wanted it to be real. Genuinely, truly wanted to find that he’d stumbled and luckily tripped his way home again, and all they had to do was politely usher the Thedosians through their own rift homeward, bing bang boom and the problem was sorted and he could go back to being a full-time sorcerer in his prime with no anti-magic societal prejudice gnawing at his ankle.
But it had not worked. And it had not worked. And there had been another world, and another, and another, until now they’re in the most nightmarish of them all, despite the fact that the ground is wet beneath their boots and the campfire is warm and everything about this still feels as real as the first one did.
His head tilts back; a deep breath.
“Sorry our dreams are garbage,” he says, lightly.