Fuck you, I'm hilarious. [He catches the journal with the hand not holding his juice though, far too used to books being thrown at him. He doesn't open the journal right away, staring at it for some time. It's clear he's already initially looked through the first page, at least, but his jaw clenches tight and he drops on the couch to open the book.]
I'm not reading this out loud, dude. You can read over my shoulder. Just like a scrapbook or whatever. [The journal itself looks pretty well worn and old, filled with huge gaps in the text. The startling thing, however, is that this is definitely Luke's handwriting. Fun!]
Sure you are. Whatever helps you sleep at night, dude.
[Well, then. He flops down next to him, glancing at the journal as it's opened up, and then— uh. Now he can understand the look on his face, considering he definitely recognizes that handwriting.]
... I'm going to go out on a limb and say you don't remember writing down a journal with blank spaces in between. Or going to Virginia with my sister.
I remember that about as well as Charleston. [Which is to say he doesn't remember anything at all, no, but he and Thalia both definitely remembered that recently. He's flipping through the pages slowly, noticing the sparse pages between chunks of writing. Luke's writing seems to start in the middle of the journal, as though there's supposed to be earlier text that's missing. He's not concerned with that though.
What he is concerned about is the passage with Annabeth and he flips there, pointing at the page for Jason to see.] Remember what I told you about? [The promise of family. It's there, on the page, and that's his major concern now.] How can we explain that?
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I'm not reading this out loud, dude. You can read over my shoulder. Just like a scrapbook or whatever. [The journal itself looks pretty well worn and old, filled with huge gaps in the text. The startling thing, however, is that this is definitely Luke's handwriting. Fun!]
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[Well, then. He flops down next to him, glancing at the journal as it's opened up, and then— uh. Now he can understand the look on his face, considering he definitely recognizes that handwriting.]
... I'm going to go out on a limb and say you don't remember writing down a journal with blank spaces in between. Or going to Virginia with my sister.
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What he is concerned about is the passage with Annabeth and he flips there, pointing at the page for Jason to see.] Remember what I told you about? [The promise of family. It's there, on the page, and that's his major concern now.] How can we explain that?