[Alby looks at their hands for a second once they touch.
It’s weird, having something like… two sets of memories right now. He still remembers clearly how much the married Alby liked that his hands were so big in comparison to Newt’s hands. He liked to hold them, liked that he could almost cover Newt’s hand completely with his own. …He still likes that, or is that a fake memory? He really can’t see this not being weird any time soon. But he still reaches to squeeze the hand in what he hopes is a reassuring way.]
Shuck if I know. Months, maybe? Stuff usually lasts forever with them. [Alby’s favorite thing: questions unanswered. Newt was one of the few things he knew for sure, one of the few things he didn’t have any doubts about because you’re supposed to trust your best friends. And now he doesn’t even have that.
Worst part is he doesn’t have anyone to yell at about it.]
But we’ll manage, yeah? Acting chummy-chummy can’t be that hard.
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It’s weird, having something like… two sets of memories right now. He still remembers clearly how much the married Alby liked that his hands were so big in comparison to Newt’s hands. He liked to hold them, liked that he could almost cover Newt’s hand completely with his own. …He still likes that, or is that a fake memory? He really can’t see this not being weird any time soon. But he still reaches to squeeze the hand in what he hopes is a reassuring way.]
Shuck if I know. Months, maybe? Stuff usually lasts forever with them. [Alby’s favorite thing: questions unanswered. Newt was one of the few things he knew for sure, one of the few things he didn’t have any doubts about because you’re supposed to trust your best friends. And now he doesn’t even have that.
Worst part is he doesn’t have anyone to yell at about it.]
But we’ll manage, yeah? Acting chummy-chummy can’t be that hard.