Alan fills the silence. Some part of his brain has smoothly clicked into talk show mode, a skill he hates he has but begrudgingly thanks Barry Wheeler for. This is Charlie, though. That means what comes out of his mouth is the truth.
"I know I've got a temper. By the time I cooled myself off, she'd been taken." He parts his lips, glances over at the bottle, and when he talks again it's while he's reaching for it to pour himself some more, taking care of Charlie's if he needs it.
"Spent every single second after trying to get her out. Even when she got free and things changed, even when I traded spots with her, even though Saga's wish has undone what she's been through... I don't know. It's still there, in my head. Gotta save her. Last time we talked I was an asshole. Gotta make it right. And Alice, she's--"
The anger's gone now, replaced with someone else entirely. Love. "She's one of the most talented, smartest people I know. She figured it out. Figured me out before I was even taking a swing at it. I'm lucky she chose me."
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"I know I've got a temper. By the time I cooled myself off, she'd been taken." He parts his lips, glances over at the bottle, and when he talks again it's while he's reaching for it to pour himself some more, taking care of Charlie's if he needs it.
"Spent every single second after trying to get her out. Even when she got free and things changed, even when I traded spots with her, even though Saga's wish has undone what she's been through... I don't know. It's still there, in my head. Gotta save her. Last time we talked I was an asshole. Gotta make it right. And Alice, she's--"
The anger's gone now, replaced with someone else entirely. Love. "She's one of the most talented, smartest people I know. She figured it out. Figured me out before I was even taking a swing at it. I'm lucky she chose me."