I should have thought it was weird when he said he hadn't even told Roxy yet. [That's the part that bothers him most but it's about as far as protests go. Maybe he should be embarrassed that he's a grown-ass adult sitting on the floor and letting an eighteen year old pet his hair and placate him, but at the same time he doesn't care much. He's tired. He's tired of losing friends, tired of bad things happening to good people that he tries to take care of and protect to the best of his ability...perhaps it's selfish to think of how this effects him, but it effects all of them. Even with Adam's hand in his hair he's not removing his hand from his face until he's sure he's not going to completely lose his shit.
Adam, as always, makes sense. Roxy would have noticed if there was a way to tell. But the thing about it is...how long had Dave been possessed? Did they know? Is there a way to tell? He doesn't know, and perhaps that's the most frustrating thing of all. It's too much like life back home where]
All I want is answers, and even when I ask all I'm told is that they can't be given to me and I have to find out myself. [He's not sure when his thoughts became spoken words. Having the weight of Adam's head against his is also comforting enough to remind him that he's here and alive and they're going to survive for another four days at least.] But then what does that mean for Dave? Is he next on the alien hit list or what? We took one of them down. We're now three for four or three for five and you saw Jack's math. Our numbers are getting smaller...and what about the queen? Where's she? They can pick anybody.
[He's shaking his head and he's tightening his grip a little.] We need to work faster to find them. I don't know, start interrogating everybody starting on Monday instead of waiting for somebody to die. Something.
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Adam, as always, makes sense. Roxy would have noticed if there was a way to tell. But the thing about it is...how long had Dave been possessed? Did they know? Is there a way to tell? He doesn't know, and perhaps that's the most frustrating thing of all. It's too much like life back home where]
All I want is answers, and even when I ask all I'm told is that they can't be given to me and I have to find out myself. [He's not sure when his thoughts became spoken words. Having the weight of Adam's head against his is also comforting enough to remind him that he's here and alive and they're going to survive for another four days at least.] But then what does that mean for Dave? Is he next on the alien hit list or what? We took one of them down. We're now three for four or three for five and you saw Jack's math. Our numbers are getting smaller...and what about the queen? Where's she? They can pick anybody.
[He's shaking his head and he's tightening his grip a little.] We need to work faster to find them. I don't know, start interrogating everybody starting on Monday instead of waiting for somebody to die. Something.