That's a way to put it. More like disappeared. Dunno how it works here, but I know it happens. I definitely used to have more friends around here, that's for sure.
[ Like Arthur, and Garrus. Man, she's really hurting for friends these days.
York doesn't really expect her to understand, not at this juncture. She remembers what it was like, when she'd first arrived on Sacrosanct, desperate to find some way to get back home, or at least hold out hope. And maybe Carolina could. But York, she couldn't keep on waiting for something that might never come. You spend that long in a place like this, you find a way to survive. This was just York's.
She looks at Carolina, still looking uneasy, off balance. She shifts her weight again, wondering how long this is going to go on -- Carolina hammering her for information, except she stays away from the important questions. The ones about them. Because York's long since learned that different timelines don't really mean a whole lot when you get right down to it, and this is someone's Carolina. And that counts for something. ]
Look, boss...I don't know all the details of what happened to you. I only know so much about what happens down the line, in other people's futures. All I know is for some reason, my timeline's pretty different from most. So...whatever it is that happened in yours that makes you look at me like that, I don't know anything about it. I, uh...let's just say I got off the ride a lot sooner than Wash did.
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[ Like Arthur, and Garrus. Man, she's really hurting for friends these days.
York doesn't really expect her to understand, not at this juncture. She remembers what it was like, when she'd first arrived on Sacrosanct, desperate to find some way to get back home, or at least hold out hope. And maybe Carolina could. But York, she couldn't keep on waiting for something that might never come. You spend that long in a place like this, you find a way to survive. This was just York's.
She looks at Carolina, still looking uneasy, off balance. She shifts her weight again, wondering how long this is going to go on -- Carolina hammering her for information, except she stays away from the important questions. The ones about them. Because York's long since learned that different timelines don't really mean a whole lot when you get right down to it, and this is someone's Carolina. And that counts for something. ]
Look, boss...I don't know all the details of what happened to you. I only know so much about what happens down the line, in other people's futures. All I know is for some reason, my timeline's pretty different from most. So...whatever it is that happened in yours that makes you look at me like that, I don't know anything about it. I, uh...let's just say I got off the ride a lot sooner than Wash did.