#cellogoodbye

Neuralyzed Phil:

     "Agent Kay?" he asked. "I've... Never heard of that agent." So it wasn't even a question, was it? "I'd save Lucy. Hands down." Maybe if he'd known that he was sending his father to his death with that, the decision would have been harder...

De-Neuralyzed Phil:

[Quick explanation; K-mun and I have plot that will eventually mean Phil not only gets to remember all future interaction with K, but he'll get to remember any previous interaction with K as well]

     He looked immediately broken by the question. Memories he'd previously lost came flooding back. Spending time with a father he could only identify as an imaginary friend, learning lessons that Robert should have been teaching him, playing catch with a stranger. The way he used to prefer apple pie, and all the many times they'd gotten pie together. Every flash of light, every time that his father had had to erase himself from his only son's mind. He could only imagine how bitter the pie had to taste after that. An entire childhood his father had to erase from him... over and over again. Multiple occasions when Phil had figured it out--been so proud and angry and wanting all of these things he couldn't have. And K having to take it all away when a father's first want should have been to give him everything.

     That didn't change, though, that Lucy was the love of his life. Had been for 31 years and hopefully would continue to be for another 31 years. And Phil's dad knew what it was like to give up someone he loved like that... He'd understand.

     The image of either of them suffering the pain of death--a pain Phil knew well--made him physically ill. The child hadn't even gotten to properly experience life, and Lucy had never done anything to deserve it.

Deshi: *remembers Don Jon*

Deshi: D: Agent Coulson, I swear, Sterling never touched her!

"The night's still young."