Allison takes the act for what it is, but she plays her part, too. She smiles as he rambles about food, rolls her eyes when he brings up a puppy for Claire, and acts how they normally would if his world hadn’t been flipped upside down. She hates it, hates every second of it because she wishes it wasn’t needed. That Klaus hadn’t been taken, that he wouldn’t have been transported to Vietnam.
She wishes they wouldn’t have come here. Reginald didn’t deserve it, but they had come out of...what, duty? Duty is what almost drowned them as children, and now what fucked everything up.
As he leaves the room, Allison watches after him, listening for anyone that might intercept him or say anything. No one does, but it allows her to watch the way his shoulders sag, the weight of it all crashing on him.
One more day, she tells herself. They’ll stay one more day before they haul ass back to California. Hopefully by then this will at least seem somewhat worth it.
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She wishes they wouldn’t have come here. Reginald didn’t deserve it, but they had come out of...what, duty? Duty is what almost drowned them as children, and now what fucked everything up.
As he leaves the room, Allison watches after him, listening for anyone that might intercept him or say anything. No one does, but it allows her to watch the way his shoulders sag, the weight of it all crashing on him.
One more day, she tells herself. They’ll stay one more day before they haul ass back to California. Hopefully by then this will at least seem somewhat worth it.