Billy's eyes reopened and he smiled a bit. Looking around the temple he waved a hand to one of the side rooms. "Shall we Mr. Stark?" He moved to the room, even without having him following. He needed to have his answers, and he really needed them. At least this could make sense, because nothing else in his life was
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"Sure."
He followed Billy through the unfamilliar building, mentally mapping it out as he went, using the relative position of his suit to calculate his rough position, more out of habit than anything else.
"So. You want to start us off? You seem to have a lot of questions."
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"Right for the jugular? I see," he observed, and if there was a trace of bitterness in his voice it wasn't for lack of trying to conceal it. Of course Billy wanted this to hurt.
"Yeah. We were going to hold a public service..."
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He turned to face the man he once looked up to nearly above all others. Tears hiding in the corners of his eyes.
"I've from your future. A year and plus at least. And so much has happened... so very much." He shook his head and bit into his lip.
"Please, Mr. Stark. I need to know. I need to know so much about it all. I want to understand this. To make sense of everything that happened." He wanted to deeply believe that there was no other way. That everything that had happened, couldn't have been avoided. That the man he admired was still there, somewhere.
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