I-- [ Hang out? Back to his place? Jesse said that? ] Um... [ Cecil blinks, and stutters, and is not sure what to do, or what to think, or what to think about doing.
He is not sure if Jesse is an actor, anymore. He is not sure if he is Aaron and he is living his life as a recovering drug addict, and if he is, then Cecil should and will respect that life choice. He should not think that this is all an act, because if that's the case... This is not an act. It's a life, and a choice to live a certain person's life, and Cecil should respect it. But it is just as possible that Jesse is not Aaron, or an actor. That he is not the Aaron Cecil knows, not the one from Night Vale or Hollywood... But from some other place or time where he is Jesse, and he needs help.
But... Whether Jesse is Aaron, or Jesse, or a third unknown person Cecil has no way to understand... He is Carlos's friend. He is Carlos's friend, and he does not want to be alone. ]
...Alright. [ Cecil agrees. He doesn't know what to do either, though. He had intended on contacting Doctor Kite. He cannot go back to his room, cannot go Carlos's room, or the lab. There is not much else Cecil does in his spare time that does not involve the radio or his phone, Carlos or Jonathan. There is no internet in Haven, after all. No Bowling Alley and Arcade Fun Complexes. No Big Rico's.
There are people to talk to, though. There is always... talking. ] We could go sit in the subway station for a while. Watch the monsters there, tell stories about who they are and what their families are like while trying to pretend that they and us are not the same.
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He is not sure if Jesse is an actor, anymore. He is not sure if he is Aaron and he is living his life as a recovering drug addict, and if he is, then Cecil should and will respect that life choice. He should not think that this is all an act, because if that's the case... This is not an act. It's a life, and a choice to live a certain person's life, and Cecil should respect it. But it is just as possible that Jesse is not Aaron, or an actor. That he is not the Aaron Cecil knows, not the one from Night Vale or Hollywood... But from some other place or time where he is Jesse, and he needs help.
But... Whether Jesse is Aaron, or Jesse, or a third unknown person Cecil has no way to understand... He is Carlos's friend. He is Carlos's friend, and he does not want to be alone. ]
...Alright. [ Cecil agrees. He doesn't know what to do either, though. He had intended on contacting Doctor Kite. He cannot go back to his room, cannot go Carlos's room, or the lab. There is not much else Cecil does in his spare time that does not involve the radio or his phone, Carlos or Jonathan. There is no internet in Haven, after all. No Bowling Alley and Arcade Fun Complexes. No Big Rico's.
There are people to talk to, though. There is always... talking. ] We could go sit in the subway station for a while. Watch the monsters there, tell stories about who they are and what their families are like while trying to pretend that they and us are not the same.
...Is that okay?