Re: Tommy/Sean
"Good. I hate lying to my partner," Sean replied with a smile that was miles away from reaching his eyes.
After Dad and G had disappeared, he'd been numb, focused, determined. It had been easy to remind himself they were still out there somewhere and they were going to find them. If there were a few less jokes, a little more seriousness, it just was. He could push aside fear with optimistic proaction.
But now?
Now he was just angry. A small voice in the back of his mind that sounded suspiciously like Savannah said he shouldn't be. But, he was. He was angry at the scientists who'd fucked up and created the rifts, taking away Moms and Grams. He was angry at his Dad for not being there and setting the example. He was angry at Eric for falling into the damned rift, angry at Jen for being the Marine. He was angry at God for letting all this happen in the first place.
Mostly he was angry with himself as though he could have somehow done something.
Sighing, he shook his head. "Isn't much to talk about, really. Is there? Dead sister is still dead. Life goes on." And even if some version of Jen from another dimension came through, it would never be his Jen. She was gone.