[ Qubit pauses, his brow wrinkling. Most of that is new information, and all of it is "citation needed." Captured how? By whom? "A me I've never been"? Undead? His gut reaction is to push back against all of it with overwhelming skepticism. And yet -
What if?
After all, he has less than twenty-four hours of life experience to draw from. In a sense, he literally was born yesterday. And he's already witnessed a lot of things he can't explain. At the same time, nothing about Carlisle screams "charlatan."
Not to say he's convinced, but... what's the harm. He sighs and lets his hands fall. ]
Fine. Fine. Go ahead, if it makes you feel better. What do you need me to do?
no subject
What if?
After all, he has less than twenty-four hours of life experience to draw from. In a sense, he literally was born yesterday. And he's already witnessed a lot of things he can't explain. At the same time, nothing about Carlisle screams "charlatan."
Not to say he's convinced, but... what's the harm. He sighs and lets his hands fall. ]
Fine. Fine. Go ahead, if it makes you feel better. What do you need me to do?