Date: 2008-02-04 07:24 pm (UTC)
"Just wondering," Adam said, glancing at him with a slight smile. "I wasn't sure how often you...how long you have been here, in our timeline. What you've done here. Why you do it, when it doesn't really change your own."

Hiro had been all about making things be as they were supposed to, though really, they'd almost destroyed that between them. Yet, nothing had changed in their future, or, without Hiro, it seemed it hadn't changed in the further future either. So he wondered, finally, whether changing history was even possible anymore. Perhaps it was all fated and the glimpses of the future that could be merely tantalizing what ifs. Except this boy came from one of those.

"This is it," he said, after he'd been quiet for a moment, gesturing to a brick walk-up, no more than four stories high. It had been renovated with the gentrification of the neighborhood, the inside all polished and clean. Adam was on the second floor, and he unlocked the door to usher Peter in. It was warm, both in temperature and color, with honey colored wood floors and cabinets, exposed brick walls here and there, earth toned furniture in the living room and a fireplace settled in the outside wall.
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