[ He inhales sharply at that. Deep down knows that to be true, but all the regret along with Reginald's voice in his head saying 'I told you so' like a broken record is hard to get over. ] Fuck, we were a prideful little shit and Reginald was the worse.

[ Honestly even if they hadn't jumped when they did, he couldn't see them not doing something equally brash later. It was like they had told Hazel, if they had stayed in their proper time, they probably would have ended up emotionally stunted man-children like many of their siblings.

He lets out a small laugh. Fuck, Hazel was right. It looked like they did need to grow up, since integrating back into having a life was an uphill battle on their best days.]

Well we've always been too stubborn to do anything less. [Stubbornness and the dream of saving their family had kept them going in an impossible situation. A thirteen year old, teaching himself how to survive in the worse possible conditions was a goddamn miracle.

For a second he is caught off guard when his other self wraps an arm around him, but he's far too tired to pull away. Instead allowing himself to be pulled down to a sitting position on the floor. Gods, they really were starved for human interaction, but the irony here was that they probably would fight against anyone else trying to offer either of them comfort. He finds himself chuckling again at what his other self is saying, but there is a warmth behind it. They did get something right at least.]

Christ, I did not expect that last one. Our girl really did aim high.

[ He can't help but crack a joke, just something is needed to break the tension that has been building since they started this conversation. ]