[--and then suddenly Flynn's connected, and he can sense everything, see everything, and he's just so sorry, please forgive him because he didn't want this--he never wanted any of it, he gave it up so long ago and the town robbed him of that--he can't pick apart the memories now, nor the emotions, he sees it from Flynn's point of view and his own point of view and the depth of his own betrayal runs so deep it breaks his heart, and he won't forgive himself for what he did, either--
--and the time he'd punched him and he died, he can't, he can't--
--but Flynn's still here, he never, ever gave up on him, even when he deserved it--
--and when he's freed, Peter clings to him like someone lost at sea, because he was lost--over the endless, unimaginably painful years, he's been lost with no hope of being found--
--and yet Flynn found him.
--and the sphere disappears, crumbling away.]
NO! [Peter the avatar can sense it--the protective walls he's built through the centuries, everything he's worked so hard to protect, it was all falling away. The planet's shaking, the light that holds up Flynn is flickering as the other Peter's trying to gain control.
I'm trying to protect us and you go and do something like this!?--
--and he's suddenly there amongst the stars and galactic clouds, Peter-the-Celestial, and tries to metaphysically punch his good, self in the face--]
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--and the time he'd punched him and he died, he can't, he can't--
--but Flynn's still here, he never, ever gave up on him, even when he deserved it--
--and when he's freed, Peter clings to him like someone lost at sea, because he was lost--over the endless, unimaginably painful years, he's been lost with no hope of being found--
--and yet Flynn found him.
--and the sphere disappears, crumbling away.]
NO! [Peter the avatar can sense it--the protective walls he's built through the centuries, everything he's worked so hard to protect, it was all falling away. The planet's shaking, the light that holds up Flynn is flickering as the other Peter's trying to gain control.
I'm trying to protect us and you go and do something like this!?--
--and he's suddenly there amongst the stars and galactic clouds, Peter-the-Celestial, and tries to metaphysically punch his good, self in the face--]