Harper spent the day thinking. He thought about his time here. He thought
about Kris and how good she had been to him. He thought about how she
accepted everything about him, including the dataport that he couldn't
explain. The life Harper had led had lent itself to lying and cheating and
doing whatever you had to survive. Truth was just another casualty. Except
that now, he really wished he could tell Kris the truth. It really bothered
him that he couldn't.
On the other hand, it was probably best. 'Guess what Kris? Someday many millenniums in the future this planet that you live on is going to become a living hell. I know, because I'm not only from that future, I'm also from this planet.' Yeah, that'd be a real uplifting conversation, especially if she believed him, which was likely because she trusted him. Having a stranger completely trust him was a new experience for Harper. He had to admit that he liked it. Of course, they weren't strangers anymore. They were now friends.
If things were reversed Harper wasn't sure if he'd want to know what became of Earth. He looked around at the beach. Damn, it wasn't fair. Why did things have to get as bad as they did? Why couldn't he have been born in this time? Why did the Commonwealth have to fall?
Well, there weren't any answers. It was just the way things were. And as much as he might wish he could tell Kris the truth, he couldn't. That was all there was to it. Why cause a friend that kind of pain? Harper knew that she'd likely believe him and would feel for him. She was that kind of lady.
No, keep the bleak future to himself. Besides which, if he could manage to get himself back to Andromeda, then he would once again be helping Dylan to rebuild the future. That was really something, at least.
On the other hand, it was probably best. 'Guess what Kris? Someday many millenniums in the future this planet that you live on is going to become a living hell. I know, because I'm not only from that future, I'm also from this planet.' Yeah, that'd be a real uplifting conversation, especially if she believed him, which was likely because she trusted him. Having a stranger completely trust him was a new experience for Harper. He had to admit that he liked it. Of course, they weren't strangers anymore. They were now friends.
If things were reversed Harper wasn't sure if he'd want to know what became of Earth. He looked around at the beach. Damn, it wasn't fair. Why did things have to get as bad as they did? Why couldn't he have been born in this time? Why did the Commonwealth have to fall?
Well, there weren't any answers. It was just the way things were. And as much as he might wish he could tell Kris the truth, he couldn't. That was all there was to it. Why cause a friend that kind of pain? Harper knew that she'd likely believe him and would feel for him. She was that kind of lady.
No, keep the bleak future to himself. Besides which, if he could manage to get himself back to Andromeda, then he would once again be helping Dylan to rebuild the future. That was really something, at least.