[ He won't push the matter. There's no sense dwelling on might have, even if it's tinged with some regret.
It doesn't occur to him to wonder much about Arcade's father, except for some faint curiosity about why he wasn't in the dream-picture at all, and something tells Danse it would only serve to disrupt the new and tenuous clotting-over of this wound here if he did ask. It's not as if Arcade would have been living on an Enclave base at random in the first place. Better not to know the details.
But there's still a weird kind of relief in knowing that the ending of the dream was accurate after all, that the effort to help reunite mother and son hadn't been futile from the start, and that Arcade had at least had someone to care for him after...well, after. He nods along, eyes focused on his cigarette ash. ]
I don't think anyone could blame her. The dream alone was pretty harrowing, and it didn't even feel like you were my kid.
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[ He won't push the matter. There's no sense dwelling on might have, even if it's tinged with some regret.
It doesn't occur to him to wonder much about Arcade's father, except for some faint curiosity about why he wasn't in the dream-picture at all, and something tells Danse it would only serve to disrupt the new and tenuous clotting-over of this wound here if he did ask. It's not as if Arcade would have been living on an Enclave base at random in the first place. Better not to know the details.
But there's still a weird kind of relief in knowing that the ending of the dream was accurate after all, that the effort to help reunite mother and son hadn't been futile from the start, and that Arcade had at least had someone to care for him after...well, after. He nods along, eyes focused on his cigarette ash. ]
I don't think anyone could blame her. The dream alone was pretty harrowing, and it didn't even feel like you were my kid.