Jon opens his mouth to reply, and closes it. He stares at her for a few moments, processing. Well, she did say that it would be insane. He wasn't sure what he expected, but it sure wasn't that!
(It's a bit of a one-two punch after the feeling of palpable resistance that left him just as puzzled. Questions about that are for later, though.)
"...Let me repeat this to make sure I've heard you right. You're in... some manner of relationship with Daisy Tonner, you somehow not only viewed but interacted with her past, and spoke with her recollection of me directly for assistance. Not only did this past version of myself interact directly back, but helped with whatever you asked."
He lets that hang in the air for a moment before his brows furrow further, and all that composure he had while compelling washes away. He's completely and utterly baffled again.
"I---" He tries to pick words again, fails, and moves his hands in a "I got nothing" gesture. He's really trying here, and unfortunately, the moving pieces of that aren't quite linking together, leaving the poor bastard short-circuiting. "What?"
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(It's a bit of a one-two punch after the feeling of palpable resistance that left him just as puzzled. Questions about that are for later, though.)
"...Let me repeat this to make sure I've heard you right. You're in... some manner of relationship with Daisy Tonner, you somehow not only viewed but interacted with her past, and spoke with her recollection of me directly for assistance. Not only did this past version of myself interact directly back, but helped with whatever you asked."
He lets that hang in the air for a moment before his brows furrow further, and all that composure he had while compelling washes away. He's completely and utterly baffled again.
"I---" He tries to pick words again, fails, and moves his hands in a "I got nothing" gesture. He's really trying here, and unfortunately, the moving pieces of that aren't quite linking together, leaving the poor bastard short-circuiting. "What?"