I can't say for certain, but does it really matter? Pandora and our galaxy are gone in every aspect. You may wear his face, but here you don't share his history.
...Even among those here from our world, with time they'll be able to make the distinction.
I don't know. Maybe it does? It's just... weird to think that there's an alternate universe me or whatever that's...
[Dead, probably, as far as he can tell. He's gotten pretty good at the whole vault hunting and surviving thing, but he's just one man and there's a lot of things on Pandora that would want to kill him.]
[He looks down at Noodle and rubs under his little kitty chin. It makes him feel a little better.]
I hope you're right. [About people not just thinking of him as an extension of Jack.] It'd be kind of nice to not have to keep looking over my shoulder.
At least you don't have the mask, that alone makes it easy to tell who is who, it is just a matter of the others getting used to it.
[ Which is way easier said than done, especially coming from her. But she wants to give Tim some optimism here. After all, he's the one who inspired her to begin to let her past go, if only a little. The least she can do is encourage the same in him. ]
If the Vault Hunters can forgive me, they should have little reason to hold things against you.
I'd be surprised if they ever held anything against you, Angel.
[Especially with how Krieg reacted when Tim told him that he wouldn't let any of them hurt Angel. He had kind of thought that the psycho was going to make good on his previous promises to peel off his face.]
I don't know if they'll ever get over the face thing, and it's probably not fair for me to ask them to. I'd take them not wanting to kill me on sight, though.
What Jack had me do...few people would let something of that nature slide, regardless of my circumstance or my attempts to make amends. Lots of innocent people died because of me, Tim.
[ And from that she attempts to shift the subject, jarring as it is, with a bad joke. ]
Have you considered a mask of your own? We could make a paper bag look pretty fashionable, I bet.
[Tim laughs, because the sudden switch from Jack ruining people's lives yet again to Tim walking around with a goddamn paper bag over his head is both jarring and kind of hilarious. God, he'd almost consider it if he wasn't so terribly self-conscious.]
Only if you put a kitty face on it. Then Noodle and I can match.
[ Hey it's no less weird then putting your face over your face. ]
Of course, how else would you see others reactions to your artistic work?
[ She leans down then, collecting the basket she brought Noddle in and tucking in the blanket, clear that she's getting ready to go. She needs to stash it away before checking in on Jack. ]
Then she thinks better of it and holds it out to Tim instead.
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...Even among those here from our world, with time they'll be able to make the distinction.
[ Hopefully. ]
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[Dead, probably, as far as he can tell. He's gotten pretty good at the whole vault hunting and surviving thing, but he's just one man and there's a lot of things on Pandora that would want to kill him.]
[He looks down at Noodle and rubs under his little kitty chin. It makes him feel a little better.]
I hope you're right. [About people not just thinking of him as an extension of Jack.] It'd be kind of nice to not have to keep looking over my shoulder.
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[ Which is way easier said than done, especially coming from her. But she wants to give Tim some optimism here. After all, he's the one who inspired her to begin to let her past go, if only a little. The least she can do is encourage the same in him. ]
If the Vault Hunters can forgive me, they should have little reason to hold things against you.
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[Especially with how Krieg reacted when Tim told him that he wouldn't let any of them hurt Angel. He had kind of thought that the psycho was going to make good on his previous promises to peel off his face.]
I don't know if they'll ever get over the face thing, and it's probably not fair for me to ask them to. I'd take them not wanting to kill me on sight, though.
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[ And from that she attempts to shift the subject, jarring as it is, with a bad joke. ]
Have you considered a mask of your own? We could make a paper bag look pretty fashionable, I bet.
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Only if you put a kitty face on it. Then Noodle and I can match.
And I get eye holes, right?
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Of course, how else would you see others reactions to your artistic work?
[ She leans down then, collecting the basket she brought Noddle in and tucking in the blanket, clear that she's getting ready to go. She needs to stash it away before checking in on Jack. ]
Then she thinks better of it and holds it out to Tim instead.
He'll need somewhere to rest, right?