"But there's something to be said for the past. All those amazing artists, Van Goh, Goya, Matisse, Dali..."
Apparently Neal was some sort of art buff. Or, you know, a very talented forger. That part though, well he didn't see any reason to share. As she stuffed her bag full of clothes, Neal suddenly had regrets over his packing. If they were indeed heading to the future, it would probably be even harder to find the vintage suits he so loved! They were going to have to pit stop again on the way to the time room.
"As for the crashing, it wasn't like I wanted to hurt the Jag. Never that Jag. I just sort of... passed out? I don't know it was... weird."
Neal knew he was being ineloquent but as no one had explained what had happened to him when he wasn't concussed it had been a major hang up. It was as if his body had betrayed him, something that had never happened to Neal.
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Apparently Neal was some sort of art buff. Or, you know, a very talented forger. That part though, well he didn't see any reason to share. As she stuffed her bag full of clothes, Neal suddenly had regrets over his packing. If they were indeed heading to the future, it would probably be even harder to find the vintage suits he so loved! They were going to have to pit stop again on the way to the time room.
"As for the crashing, it wasn't like I wanted to hurt the Jag. Never that Jag. I just sort of... passed out? I don't know it was... weird."
Neal knew he was being ineloquent but as no one had explained what had happened to him when he wasn't concussed it had been a major hang up. It was as if his body had betrayed him, something that had never happened to Neal.