Happier, but older and wiser. Different from the Thomas she had known and fallen in love with, but still the same. "He'll understand someday, that it doesn't make us any less." There were things Justine thought about, things that she wouldn't say, because they would hurt Thomas far more than they would help. But she had hopes. She hoped that, along with Harry, Drusilla and Lacrimosa and Edward would keep Thomas grounded and happy, that they would keep him cared for and loved even after she became little more than a memory and a name on a headstone.
But that was something you didn't say to someone you just met, not even if she was a psychic. "He's got time to learn. He's only thirty-eight, after all." Only. Compared to someone who was at least a century. That made her laugh a little.
Justine turned away from the view and hugged Alice, arms wrapping tight against the petite woman. "Thank you." When she pulled away, her eyes were teary again, and Justine pulled a glove off to wipe her eyes. No need to leave traces for Thomas to see. "Is there anything I can do, to make it easier for you to deal with that giant walking pile of stubborn?"
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Happier, but older and wiser. Different from the Thomas she had known and fallen in love with, but still the same. "He'll understand someday, that it doesn't make us any less." There were things Justine thought about, things that she wouldn't say, because they would hurt Thomas far more than they would help. But she had hopes. She hoped that, along with Harry, Drusilla and Lacrimosa and Edward would keep Thomas grounded and happy, that they would keep him cared for and loved even after she became little more than a memory and a name on a headstone.
But that was something you didn't say to someone you just met, not even if she was a psychic. "He's got time to learn. He's only thirty-eight, after all." Only. Compared to someone who was at least a century. That made her laugh a little.
Justine turned away from the view and hugged Alice, arms wrapping tight against the petite woman. "Thank you." When she pulled away, her eyes were teary again, and Justine pulled a glove off to wipe her eyes. No need to leave traces for Thomas to see. "Is there anything I can do, to make it easier for you to deal with that giant walking pile of stubborn?"