[ He turns in his seat to look at Spike, his eyes large and dark, more questioning, and fearful, than his voice can convey.
John's been asking himself the same question every morning he's woken up, since the day he let Helen go. Why can't he let go, and why shouldn't he? What would happen if he did? What's out there, in his old world, or in this one, that's worth living for, suffering for, or holding onto?
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[ He turns in his seat to look at Spike, his eyes large and dark, more questioning, and fearful, than his voice can convey.
John's been asking himself the same question every morning he's woken up, since the day he let Helen go. Why can't he let go, and why shouldn't he? What would happen if he did? What's out there, in his old world, or in this one, that's worth living for, suffering for, or holding onto?
John wants to know, and he doesn't. ]