Another reminder. Another lovely little reminder that, sorry, you’re weak. You’re a man but your girlfriend is the one who’s risking all this. What do you risk? What have you ever risked? “Nothing.”
He looked up at her but away again; unable to look at he with that face, that voice. “…I. I want… I want to help…” he admitted quietly.
She could tell she was still too much of a shock so she turns the dial on the watch and with a bit of static becomes herself again, thin, petite Katelynn. She moved closer to him, thinking it was okay now as she was back to normal. “R-Really?” she asked, placing a hand on his arm. “Of course you can help if you want to. With the watch it’ll be much easier. W-What do you want to do?”
Oh thank God it was her again. His hand found hers over his arm, his eyes still shocked from what he had learned, what he had saw, what he now knew. It was still scary, to hear these words from his lips but he spoke. “I, I don’t want to be weak. I don’t want to-to see you go out and r-risk so much while I si-sit here and a-act like nothing’s wrong. I’ve d-done this a-all my life and I’m s-sick of it…” he whispered shakily. “I don’t e-even know what I can do… I j-just want to help…”
Jack Maple 