Re: [Taxi: Cat & Jack]
I don't see why it would change her perspective. I'm still me. [Alright, so she acknowledged she wasn't an entirely different person now. Which, in truth, was progress. After all, it had taken Reece repeating it about a thousand times to get her to stop using the third-person every single time she referred to herself as older. But, she was still her, and she assumed her sister would be able to see that.] I was already a decade younger than I was supposed to be. What's another decade subtracted from that? If anything, she'll find a way to feel poorly about herself because of it. [Which, really, she couldn't even be angry at Sasha for. It would be a very home type of reaction.]
Oh, you lug every bit of luggage with you. [She didn't soften that. Even young, there was all that weight in her eyes that said none of the things she'd lived through had been forgotten. She had the resiliency of youth, perhaps, and the distance of it, but it was all there, currently being very deliberately ignored.] But, I think we find it lighter the longer we carry the load. It's illusion, of course, but so many things in our lives are. We convince ourselves of all types of things.
[She pointed to the next turn, and when he slowed for a stop light? She opened the door and hopped out, grabbing her bag as she stepped. The door was still open when the light turned, but she didn't mind the cars angrily honking at him.] I'll call you. Don't have too much fun without me. I know that would be a challenge, but, just saying.
[She blew him a kiss that lacked all the innocence of the teenage antic, and then she slammed the door closed and took off to find Sasha.]