[ Philip didn't abandon the project for his lack of success, although he has to wonder how long he could have kept looking before arriving at just that conclusion. The task is anything but small and simple, and Evie's voice is a painful reminder of the gravity of even making the attempt.
He nods, all the same. ]
It's nothing short of making Wonderland let you go at your own terms, and everything that means for our odds, but. I would. I will. As long as it takes.
[ He leans forward, somewhere in the back of his mind watching his own motions curiously. But he takes both her wrists into his hands, lightly, and remembers a discovery that gave him pause those few years ago. He doesn't know if it could be comforting, or grounding, or anything at all, but he leads her fingers to her own wrist, and presses them down to her pulse, where she can still feel the blood pumping. ]
action;
He nods, all the same. ]
It's nothing short of making Wonderland let you go at your own terms, and everything that means for our odds, but. I would. I will. As long as it takes.
[ He leans forward, somewhere in the back of his mind watching his own motions curiously. But he takes both her wrists into his hands, lightly, and remembers a discovery that gave him pause those few years ago. He doesn't know if it could be comforting, or grounding, or anything at all, but he leads her fingers to her own wrist, and presses them down to her pulse, where she can still feel the blood pumping. ]
It's not over. You're still alive here.