"I dream of Black Ghost too. I think we all do, that's not stupid." Even Ivan has nightmares sometimes, his nursery a mess of psychically strewn toys in the aftermath. "And we all had our demons before that ever happened. You're not the only one, Jet."
Not that he knows just what went before. He suspects something from the street. Fighting or going hungry. Albert still knows very little about Jet's background; he'd never wanted to share it and the German never pried. There was no point. If Jet didn't want to tell you something, then there was no way you were going to know it. Albert had yet to learn how to sneak past that defense.
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"I dream of Black Ghost too. I think we all do, that's not stupid." Even Ivan has nightmares sometimes, his nursery a mess of psychically strewn toys in the aftermath. "And we all had our demons before that ever happened. You're not the only one, Jet."
Not that he knows just what went before. He suspects something from the street. Fighting or going hungry. Albert still knows very little about Jet's background; he'd never wanted to share it and the German never pried. There was no point. If Jet didn't want to tell you something, then there was no way you were going to know it. Albert had yet to learn how to sneak past that defense.