It had been a very close thing. Booker hadn't felt that... bad in a long time. Bad was a cheap way to put it but he didn't know how to put into words the wet blanket of grief that clouded his mind and dragged down his heart.
"I think that's why I need to see them. I have to put it to rest in myself or I'll end up consumed by it." Booker had thought about it more and more as he dreamed of Jean-Pierre. The hurt just kept killing him again and again.
He was quiet for a moment. "Do you want to see if we could find her? With modern technology and perhaps new information discovered by some historian?"
The ocean was still so unknown Booker wasn't hopeful but there were better methods now than before. Maybe they could help Andy bury her grief as well.
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Date: 2020-09-17 12:33 am (UTC)"I think that's why I need to see them. I have to put it to rest in myself or I'll end up consumed by it." Booker had thought about it more and more as he dreamed of Jean-Pierre. The hurt just kept killing him again and again.
He was quiet for a moment. "Do you want to see if we could find her? With modern technology and perhaps new information discovered by some historian?"
The ocean was still so unknown Booker wasn't hopeful but there were better methods now than before. Maybe they could help Andy bury her grief as well.