[ Dylan's eyes go wide. He wants to respond, but his voice catches in his throat — Does he dare get his hopes up?
No... if dad was actually here, no way he'd have waited this long to make himself known.
Still, he can feel his heart start to race in anticipation about what this could possibly be leading up to. Right before he'd been picked up by the confluence, most of dad's time was taken up by the King in Black gig, and sometimes Dylan wouldn't see him for a week or more.
Did Eddie find dad's unconscious body bound to the pillar? Meet dad while he was possessing some symbote matter? Or... nothing at all?
Dylan nods slowly, swallowing down the lump in his throat. He tries not to look to hopeful. ]
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No... if dad was actually here, no way he'd have waited this long to make himself known.
Still, he can feel his heart start to race in anticipation about what this could possibly be leading up to. Right before he'd been picked up by the confluence, most of dad's time was taken up by the King in Black gig, and sometimes Dylan wouldn't see him for a week or more.
Did Eddie find dad's unconscious body bound to the pillar? Meet dad while he was possessing some symbote matter? Or... nothing at all?
Dylan nods slowly, swallowing down the lump in his throat. He tries not to look to hopeful. ]
...How did it go?