And me? I retreated into my headspace, I supposed.
That does indeed sound very much like your thing.
Although I wouldn’t trust your headspace to destress you.
I was maybe similar to Tattletale in that I took note of each of the others, but my thoughts were less about simply observing than about cataloguing and mentally preparing. What options did we have? What tools, weapons and techniques did we have at our disposal?
I suppose if not planning stresses her, then preparing as an anti-stress coping mechanic makes sense.
Who was going to be backing me up during this operation, and how reliable were those people?
The Travelers may have their internal problems, but I haven’t seen anything to suggest they’re not reliable in a pinch.
It was constructive, maybe, but exhausting. There were so many angles to consider, and the stakes were high. Brian’s life, Brian’s quality of life.
Ah, yeah, here’s the part where it changes from destressing to distressing. Amazing how much a simple vowel can change the meaning, isn’t it?
The rest of us weren’t in the Nine’s clutches, but it would take only one mistake before any one of us could be in the same boat, wondering just how horrible things were going to get for us.
Yeah, there’s a lot that can go wrong when going up against these lunatics.