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[Goodness. He looks... rather sad. Maybe it's just the shape of his eyes. Or... maybe he really does look sad. There's a drawn and rather pained aspect to him, now.]
I... [He swallows, drops his gaze, and looks up again.] Walter Bishop has returned to his--our--home universe. I cannot find him anywhere, here. All evidence points to his having returned home. It is better for him that this has occurred. And yet.... [A pause as he puts the words together.] There is... a small emptiness, now. I... find myself thinking that I would rather he were here. He is a friend and... it was... pleasant to see him here.
Am I... missing him? I do not know if I like this sensation.
I... [He swallows, drops his gaze, and looks up again.] Walter Bishop has returned to his--our--home universe. I cannot find him anywhere, here. All evidence points to his having returned home. It is better for him that this has occurred. And yet.... [A pause as he puts the words together.] There is... a small emptiness, now. I... find myself thinking that I would rather he were here. He is a friend and... it was... pleasant to see him here.
Am I... missing him? I do not know if I like this sensation.