[She makes it all seem so utterly simple, and the thing is? That in spite of all Rip knows to be true of Wonderland, of the prison that now somehow, impossibly houses them both, part of him still believes her. Gideon has long been a source of strength and comfort for him, the steady voice he could always come back to even in his darkest hours.
She had been the only one to stand by him when Savage murdered his family. The Time Masters refused to offer aide—but Gideon, who could have stopped him, who could have followed protocol and programming both, instead allowed Rip to steal the Waverider away.
And her with it.]
As always. [He grins, perhaps a more earnest smile than any he has worn in months. Her touch confirms answer to that unspoken question, that she is real and here and physical somehow.
But she is Gideon. Steadfast in belief, always.]
Well, to start, we're not—wherever you just were. [Though he doesn't yet realize why Gideon might not believe him on this point, Rip speaks with certainty.] This is a pocket dimension entirely separate from our own universe and timeline both. I can only assume that's the reason why you're suddenly—as you are.
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She had been the only one to stand by him when Savage murdered his family. The Time Masters refused to offer aide—but Gideon, who could have stopped him, who could have followed protocol and programming both, instead allowed Rip to steal the Waverider away.
And her with it.]
As always. [He grins, perhaps a more earnest smile than any he has worn in months. Her touch confirms answer to that unspoken question, that she is real and here and physical somehow.
But she is Gideon. Steadfast in belief, always.]
Well, to start, we're not—wherever you just were. [Though he doesn't yet realize why Gideon might not believe him on this point, Rip speaks with certainty.] This is a pocket dimension entirely separate from our own universe and timeline both. I can only assume that's the reason why you're suddenly—as you are.
[Human. Just as he'd envisioned her to be.]