[ She hums a little affirmative note, and the words that follow are quiet — spoken more to herself than to Jaime. ] So that's why.
[ She doesn't elaborate, instead watching the way Jaime relaxes, following the movement of his hands as he indicates each animal in turn. It's the second time he's mentioned Ted by name; different pieces come together in her mind. The name, the new memorial, old conversations in lost archives — and though it's nothing like a full picture, it's a decent corner. Something to build from. ]
Ted Kord? He's a Blue Beetle, too, right? [ She doesn't speak much more loudly than she did before, and the questions are formed soft, but she's back to watching his face for reaction, eased back into the couch cushions; the flickering television screen and its noise, forgotten. ] Did you inherit Mako from him, too? Or, just BB?
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[ She doesn't elaborate, instead watching the way Jaime relaxes, following the movement of his hands as he indicates each animal in turn. It's the second time he's mentioned Ted by name; different pieces come together in her mind. The name, the new memorial, old conversations in lost archives — and though it's nothing like a full picture, it's a decent corner. Something to build from. ]
Ted Kord? He's a Blue Beetle, too, right? [ She doesn't speak much more loudly than she did before, and the questions are formed soft, but she's back to watching his face for reaction, eased back into the couch cushions; the flickering television screen and its noise, forgotten. ] Did you inherit Mako from him, too? Or, just BB?