Eduardo can't tell, at first, if he should follow along with what Mark says or press the subject, because it clearly isn't great and he doesn't know what it is. Erica, he's sure, will be less than pleased, but the fact that he has a better handle on how she'll react to this than how Mark is doing so is something that doesn't sit right with him, however much sense it might make. (Erica's been here for a few weeks now; he hasn't spoken to Mark in months, and it wasn't as if they parted on good terms. Besides, it's been years for him. It's hard to determine how he really feels about anything, including Eduardo himself.) What he has to judge by is the past, and that's Mark's blog entries the night of the breakup and the way he said we have to expand after talking to her that night. What can't be denied is that she is and always will be a person of importance, a game-changing piece on the board that affected all of them. Less certain is the effect that the past four years have had. Back at Harvard, he'd been fairly certain that Mark never really got over her, as an idea if not necessarily a person. Now, he has no clue, except to know that right, great probably doesn't cover it.
He gives it up, though, albeit with some hesitation. At the end of the day, that's what's familiar, and no amount of time passed could make it any less instinctive to follow Mark's lead, to offer whatever it is that he might need. Talking about the lookalike seems simpler, anyway, something devoid of any baggage; the two of them have enough of that on their own without Erica inadvertently circling everything back around to them. (He got the same treatment, in the end, as she did. He should have seen it coming, should have known, except how could he have?)
"Well, his name's Columbus," he says, not bothering to hide the trace of amusement evident in the curve of his mouth, "as in Ohio, and he's apparently from some sort of end of the world, though I never really asked about it. And I think the fact that he looks like you is probably all the two of you have in common, he seems to act very... nervous."
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Date: 2011-06-02 07:20 pm (UTC)He gives it up, though, albeit with some hesitation. At the end of the day, that's what's familiar, and no amount of time passed could make it any less instinctive to follow Mark's lead, to offer whatever it is that he might need. Talking about the lookalike seems simpler, anyway, something devoid of any baggage; the two of them have enough of that on their own without Erica inadvertently circling everything back around to them. (He got the same treatment, in the end, as she did. He should have seen it coming, should have known, except how could he have?)
"Well, his name's Columbus," he says, not bothering to hide the trace of amusement evident in the curve of his mouth, "as in Ohio, and he's apparently from some sort of end of the world, though I never really asked about it. And I think the fact that he looks like you is probably all the two of you have in common, he seems to act very... nervous."