"Being stuck here at all has me feeling pretty out of control."
Or is that too similar to the curses? Being trapped here makes him antsy when he thinks about it too often, and even mentioning it has him taking a long, almost frustrated sounding drag on the cigarette. He has things he needs to get back to at home, and even if he's been told a million times that time doesn't move back home, and that he'll return to the moment he'd left, his perception is still that he's been stuck here for over a year without getting much done. It drives him crazy.
"And, in general, I find it hard to consider myself truly in control of a situation when I'm being told what to do by somebody else."
That references being at home more than being here, of course. Here, he really is his own boss, and that's one of the arguably better things about the City. At home, though -- and Al might understand this, might -- he still has people to answer to. People he doesn't necessarily want to answer to.
He flicks some ash off his cigarette and just keeps walking, shrugging a little. Vague enough of an answer for you, Al? Surely he couldn't have been expected to divulge anything earth-shattering. He's an obvious control freak, and that's precisely because so much of his life seems to be spent fighting for any modicum of control over the world around him.
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Or is that too similar to the curses? Being trapped here makes him antsy when he thinks about it too often, and even mentioning it has him taking a long, almost frustrated sounding drag on the cigarette. He has things he needs to get back to at home, and even if he's been told a million times that time doesn't move back home, and that he'll return to the moment he'd left, his perception is still that he's been stuck here for over a year without getting much done. It drives him crazy.
"And, in general, I find it hard to consider myself truly in control of a situation when I'm being told what to do by somebody else."
That references being at home more than being here, of course. Here, he really is his own boss, and that's one of the arguably better things about the City. At home, though -- and Al might understand this, might -- he still has people to answer to. People he doesn't necessarily want to answer to.
He flicks some ash off his cigarette and just keeps walking, shrugging a little. Vague enough of an answer for you, Al? Surely he couldn't have been expected to divulge anything earth-shattering. He's an obvious control freak, and that's precisely because so much of his life seems to be spent fighting for any modicum of control over the world around him.