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        “ Do you ever feel like you’ve lost your bearing in all of this? ”  The question was voiced with some tentativeness, given her current audience. It was difficult to admit anything personal to Flynn, especially when it came to her feelings. But Lucy was feeling lost more and more every day; she figured if anyone here would understand that feeling and the loneliness that came with it, it would be him. “ My life as I know it has been turned upside down so many times that I don’t know which way is up anymore. ”

      ❝ Well, I don't know what your experience has been, Mr. Flynn, but it's really amazing how many time travelers you run into. ❞

“It’s not--It’s nothing.” It was definitely something, “really.” Of all the people she wanted to talk to about this, of all the people she could talk to, complete strangers were above Flynn on that imaginary list. Unfortunately, her emotions had other ideas, and her eyes were still betraying her. Lucy drew her breath in shakily and tried to center herself. 

“Today is Amy’s birthday. Only after our escapade at the Hindenburg, she was never born.” She paused, chewing the inside of her lip as she looked up at him--why was he so tall? What purpose did all that leg serve?-- “It’s--” a frustrated sigh, “No one really understands,” and she was spilling it all before she had a chance to let her better judgement get out in front of , “I know, I know you’ve lost your family, and it’s terrible. I don’t agree with your methods, but--but I understand. This need. And both my parents...my entire family is Rittenhouse, I don’t even know how far back.” She stopped, the silence settled on her shoulders, a somewhat comfortable weight. 

“i don’t know that i’ll ever get used to it,”   head shakes,  the smallest of smiles on her lips as she speaks,   “the fact that there are so many absolutely HUGE moments in history that we’re all a part of now.  we’ve....  we’ve participated in things,  witnessed things,  things that  ---  that most people only ever read about,”   it feels nice,  taking a moment to simply be EXCITED about something.  a feeling that’s so rare these days,  lucy’s sure to capture the feeling as best she can.

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As fugitives of justice they find themselves confined to this overgrown, Lord-forsaken pit. A den controlled by Agent Christopher who, much to Lucy’s dismay had strong opinions, and even more forceful and constricting rules. 

When Wyatt burst out, Lucy is compelled to stay behind. It wasn’t like he had invited her to come along. Besides, she couldn’t risk losing Amy forever to go after him again. Stunned, Lucy lingers in the hallway. Five fingers absently play with the locket hanging around her neck as she stares at the door. 

Lucy had been so fixated upon the opportunity that the door presented that she had nearly missed Flynn’s words. Fortunately, she had grown proficient at not only analyzing the setting, but listening to catch when others were addressing her without warning.

“Please stay. I’d like some company.”

When Flynn implores her for a tiny semblance of companionship, the brunette’s tired turquoise hues widen in a cross between amazement and confusion. Her thin lips part with the desire to say so much but the words could not pry themselves free of stubborn tongue. “Sure...” It was the single word she could utter in the moment. Lucy attempts to give him a welcoming smile. After all, she was the one who requested his presence and his help.

She gestures over her shoulder to the couch she had been working on earlier. The taught springs of the roughed up furniture groan under the weight of her slender figure. 

      ❝ I just needed someone to be reasonable and explain not every problem can be solved by time travel. ❞

        “ Can’t say I’ve ever seen you ‘round these parts. ”  Try though she might, Janie can’t keep the hint of distrust from her tone. She’s often suspicious of newcomers; their motives tend to be troublesome, likely as not, and as far as she’s concerned, this town has enough trouble. “ What kinda business you got here? ”