Capítulo 80: Chronos

We took our time walking down the central walkway in between the mechas, while Bruce kept up a running commentary about each of the mechas.

Jeanette remained completely silent, understanding the need for me to experience a Bruce which was different from my test as much as possible. She did, however, hold my hand as we walked past the mechas slowly.

I truly appreciated that little gesture of hers.

I was extremely traumatized and emotionally unstable. I had to deal with new information which are mind blowing, to say the least.

I was lost, and in desperate need of an anchor. And something as simple as holding my hand was like a lifeline to me. She would never know just how much that simple act of holding my hand meant for me at that time.

But then again, maybe she did know.

Jeanette Wen was, afterall, the most thoughtful and considerate lady I had ever known.