They give me a good, hard once over. Yet they do not take me at my word; which is fair enough.
"You claimin' you ain't him? So who are you?"
I pull out a nearby chair and sit down on it backwards, so I may rest my arms on the back. "Well, I am not Him, but I am Kent Whitman. The real Kent that... well, I am..." Realize I am not making sense. I rub the back of my neck and shake my head. Wanda was always better at explaining this, because in my head, I always was; not just for the last three or four years.
"Wanda wished for a real Kent, I appeared. When the wishes ended, so did I. Then Rose dreamed of me, and I was home. When Rose realized I would disappear again once the dreams and nightmares were over.." Spread my hands. "She did not like the idea of my leaving again. So she stapled me here in reality, for lack of a better explanation. And only in Excolo would this have any chance of making sense." I laugh a little, self consciously.
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"You claimin' you ain't him? So who are you?"
I pull out a nearby chair and sit down on it backwards, so I may rest my arms on the back. "Well, I am not Him, but I am Kent Whitman. The real Kent that... well, I am..." Realize I am not making sense. I rub the back of my neck and shake my head. Wanda was always better at explaining this, because in my head, I always was; not just for the last three or four years.
"Wanda wished for a real Kent, I appeared. When the wishes ended, so did I. Then Rose dreamed of me, and I was home. When Rose realized I would disappear again once the dreams and nightmares were over.." Spread my hands. "She did not like the idea of my leaving again. So she stapled me here in reality, for lack of a better explanation. And only in Excolo would this have any chance of making sense." I laugh a little, self consciously.