Different in that he only has hair like that in the space between bedroom abuse and comb retrieval?
...Okay, that is so not appropriate as a train of thought right now that there are not even words.
"Just from a different world," offers Steve, who is wracking his brains for what's safe to tell. If he's wrong then there should be no danger in talking about his own Gabriel and the Cooper farm, but there's that margin of uncertainty in which he is in no way prepared to risk it. The thought of a murderous version of the man even knowing of his existence (too late), let alone where he's living, is distinctly unpalateable.
"Eh, I'm sorry. I should've thought." It's an honest apology: with hindsight, calling a man who's never met him by his name was never going to be a good idea, whether or not he knew about alternates. Nice one, Steve.
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...Okay, that is so not appropriate as a train of thought right now that there are not even words.
"Just from a different world," offers Steve, who is wracking his brains for what's safe to tell. If he's wrong then there should be no danger in talking about his own Gabriel and the Cooper farm, but there's that margin of uncertainty in which he is in no way prepared to risk it. The thought of a murderous version of the man even knowing of his existence (too late), let alone where he's living, is distinctly unpalateable.
"Eh, I'm sorry. I should've thought." It's an honest apology: with hindsight, calling a man who's never met him by his name was never going to be a good idea, whether or not he knew about alternates. Nice one, Steve.