[It takes a few moments for Regis to respond because he is thinking back to the small child he saw so terrified and hiding during the time that the city messed with their ages. No one was suppose to see her, to hear her because she was different. She was different and it was wrong.
Once their ages had reverted to normal, Regis had found it hard to piece together that little girl and the adult he knew. It's not so hard now.]
This place, it is a contradiction. I won't argue with you about that. There is so much here we can have that we cannot at home. Is it right for us to enjoy all that when it cannot be back home? Is it right for us to squander an opportunity others dream of but never have because we are afraid?
Here, everyone is different and no one cares, but I know it is not the same for you back home. It has taken almost everything from you. How can you not fear more loss? No one can blame you for that. No one should blame you for that.
Is it right to let that fear take more from you? Only you can make that decision. Those of us who love you--and always will no matter what different roads the fates scatter us to--can only be here to hold your hand.
If you will let us.
[He doesn't dare add it because Regis would not forgive himself for putting too much pressure on her too quickly, but he can't help but think "Dear child, please crawl out from the darkness and take my hand..."]
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Once their ages had reverted to normal, Regis had found it hard to piece together that little girl and the adult he knew. It's not so hard now.]
This place, it is a contradiction. I won't argue with you about that. There is so much here we can have that we cannot at home. Is it right for us to enjoy all that when it cannot be back home? Is it right for us to squander an opportunity others dream of but never have because we are afraid?
Here, everyone is different and no one cares, but I know it is not the same for you back home. It has taken almost everything from you. How can you not fear more loss? No one can blame you for that. No one should blame you for that.
Is it right to let that fear take more from you? Only you can make that decision. Those of us who love you--and always will no matter what different roads the fates scatter us to--can only be here to hold your hand.
If you will let us.
[He doesn't dare add it because Regis would not forgive himself for putting too much pressure on her too quickly, but he can't help but think "Dear child, please crawl out from the darkness and take my hand..."]