[Frowning, Dave opens his mouth to protest; his first reaction is to note that they can't have the community they had at the bed and breakfast, all their friends and family and fellow survivors. The people who get it not because they've scrutinized him and Meridiana so well, but because they were there. Because they're the same.
But that's not it either, is it? That's not even how their collective at the bed and breakfast started. They'd had to learn each other, and it's only time that brought them where they are.]
So... it's telling us to make friends?
[It aches in an itchy way, like picking at an almost-healed scab, to think about doing that all over again, but he sees the logic in it. Even if he doesn't want to re-learn how to trust strangers in a strange place, he sees why, according to some objective ABC family perspective, it's probably a "good thing."
His thoughtful hum sounds more doubtful than eager, but he doesn't complain outright, at least.]
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But that's not it either, is it? That's not even how their collective at the bed and breakfast started. They'd had to learn each other, and it's only time that brought them where they are.]
So... it's telling us to make friends?
[It aches in an itchy way, like picking at an almost-healed scab, to think about doing that all over again, but he sees the logic in it. Even if he doesn't want to re-learn how to trust strangers in a strange place, he sees why, according to some objective ABC family perspective, it's probably a "good thing."
His thoughtful hum sounds more doubtful than eager, but he doesn't complain outright, at least.]