It hadn't hit Kyle that Max didn't want to go home. He wouldn't have thought he'd hear him say that and he's not sure what to think about that. It's a hopeful thought, one that makes his voice catch in his throat for a minute.
So instead he leans into Max and nuzzles at his shoulder and thinks about that, about what he's asking about. About the truth that he hasn't talked to about with anyone.
"I... We don't know how all of it works. If Elijah goes home, he's dead. He's lived through that and then woke up back here. If he goes home and dies... I die. We think. I would if I was in his world. All of the vampires an Original vampire makes die with them."
And he knows that isn't something Max wants to hear. No one wants to hear it, he's sure. Not anyone he's close to.
"But we don't know what would happen if we could go to Roswell. Since he's not from there, there's a chance we could go home and just be the only vampires in our world. At least that we know about," he says, moving to hold Max close. "But we're here, and that's what matters."
He doesn't mention that he wouldn't lose his heart because he wouldn't remember this, or Caleb, if he went back to Roswell. It's not something that he wants to think about. He hates those thoughts and what it means. What all would be lost.
"Hey, I'm here for you, Max. We're here for one another." He hugs him tightly, wishing he could make this better, could find a way to fix this. "Max, what do you want? Not with me but in general. In this place. Don't think in terms of being a slut. Think in terms of what you need, and then figure it out from there but the one thing I've learned is you can only work that our for yourself, not for anyone else."
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So instead he leans into Max and nuzzles at his shoulder and thinks about that, about what he's asking about. About the truth that he hasn't talked to about with anyone.
"I... We don't know how all of it works. If Elijah goes home, he's dead. He's lived through that and then woke up back here. If he goes home and dies... I die. We think. I would if I was in his world. All of the vampires an Original vampire makes die with them."
And he knows that isn't something Max wants to hear. No one wants to hear it, he's sure. Not anyone he's close to.
"But we don't know what would happen if we could go to Roswell. Since he's not from there, there's a chance we could go home and just be the only vampires in our world. At least that we know about," he says, moving to hold Max close. "But we're here, and that's what matters."
He doesn't mention that he wouldn't lose his heart because he wouldn't remember this, or Caleb, if he went back to Roswell. It's not something that he wants to think about. He hates those thoughts and what it means. What all would be lost.
"Hey, I'm here for you, Max. We're here for one another." He hugs him tightly, wishing he could make this better, could find a way to fix this. "Max, what do you want? Not with me but in general. In this place. Don't think in terms of being a slut. Think in terms of what you need, and then figure it out from there but the one thing I've learned is you can only work that our for yourself, not for anyone else."