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David Haller (xgene) wrote,

"Wasn't the 'flower child' thing one big political statement?" An honest question, because David truly couldn't remember anything about it from the few history classes he attended. He certainly didn't pay attention to anything that he read when he finished high school at home – whatever he'd read and vomited out for a test was long gone. "If it was, then count me out. I've never made a statement in my life." He was hardly the person to do so. "So by process of elimination, you're it. I'll make you a flower crown sometime." So there.

How did they do it, Ptonomy asked. David was glad the guy didn't have to experience complete blackouts in memory, whole chunks of life that were either a haze or simply didn't exist any more. He'd long since gotten used to that in his own mind, Ptonomy would probably go completely off his rocker if a normal memory was agitating him.

Watching the exchange from the gender-swapped duo, he smirked a little when Rudy chimed in as well, tagging in to enjoy pancakes. Where that had come from, he didn't know, but if they had something to look forward to in the form of tasty breakfasts? David wasn't going to hold that against them. He had a penchant for waffles, after all (and pancakes, of course, all breakfast foods really).

Jazzy things, oldies, yeah. Probably Oliver. Especially as he was enjoying the memories, older times, reminiscing and all that. At least David was certain neither his nor Syd's minds would add to the noise at all. Two fewer brains to deal with.

Rudy, for his part, seemed as okay as he always was. The guy had been shot before and seemed mostly just annoyed by it – right now this seemed like a cakewalk considering his expression. How far that went deep down, David couldn't be sure. Check in was considered, mulled over, and a nod was offered along with a 'doing okay for now'. Ptonomy, however, seemed quick to leap to 'I just want it over with'. Understandable. Mr Memory without all his memories. No crises though, which was good.

"Keep busy. That'll keep your mind off the weirdness of it." That was all David could offer in terms of advice. Idly wandering the streets, being free in the real world for the first time in six years had helped him a little, in-between the second-guessing, the worries, all that noise. Noise without the noise, because he hadn't heard a thing at all during that time either. Which just made him all the more paranoid. Couldn't win!