John stopped walking and stared at her. "No ...." he said softly, his voice filled with horrified surprise. "Aeryn no ... that's ... that's impossible ..." he got a sudden flash of memory, of being in a ship that was out of control. Of clipping something.
He put his hands to his head and took a staggered step back away from her. "No ..." he whispered.
Aeryn couldn't name the emotions that gripped her now, as a flood of compassion filled her. But from his reaction, he seemed to be remembering, too.
"John?" she hesitated "Crichton? Speak to me? What are you remembering?"
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Date: 2007-04-12 01:56 pm (UTC)He put his hands to his head and took a staggered step back away from her. "No ..." he whispered.
Aeryn couldn't name the emotions that gripped her now, as a flood of compassion filled her. But from his reaction, he seemed to be remembering, too.
"John?" she hesitated "Crichton? Speak to me? What are you remembering?"