It took him a moment to run back over their prior conversation in his head. He'd been mulling over how to say these things for a while now, and he still wasn't sure if he was going to be saying them right. Bourne stayed on his feet; he got the feeling he was going to be doing a lot of pacing during this conversation.
"So she was driving, and she was shot," he began, with no preamble. He was kind of to the point like that. "The car went out of control and off of a bridge. I tried to save her in the river, tried to get her out of the car. But she wasn't breathing, and...I knew she was dead."
He tried to make that statement as level as possible, but even now, after almost a year away from it, it was hard.
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Hello Jason, please have another of my bad habits foisted upon you.
Date: 2010-12-07 11:13 pm (UTC)It took him a moment to run back over their prior conversation in his head. He'd been mulling over how to say these things for a while now, and he still wasn't sure if he was going to be saying them right. Bourne stayed on his feet; he got the feeling he was going to be doing a lot of pacing during this conversation.
"So she was driving, and she was shot," he began, with no preamble. He was kind of to the point like that. "The car went out of control and off of a bridge. I tried to save her in the river, tried to get her out of the car. But she wasn't breathing, and...I knew she was dead."
He tried to make that statement as level as possible, but even now, after almost a year away from it, it was hard.