“I’m—” he looks at the recorder he has pulled from the car and its now in the palm of his hand.
He’s so used to it that it has come to embody a sort of confidant he talks to when he’s lonely, a very loose mouth confidant that is, but he doesn't always send the files to Sam for the podcast, there are things he keeps for himself, files upon files safely kept in his computer as a sort of journal of rambling thoughts, hopes, fears. He doesn’t know they will find their way towards her eventually, once he’s gone.
“I’m not emotional, jesus mom” his eyes widen as if embarrassed, but even as he says it his eyes look a little glassy “It would sell good for the segment though, right?” he bursts out a laugh and embraces the opportunity to sneakily— he thinks— rub his eyes back to normal.
They walk deeper into the desert without a hurry, towards the direction his father did. He realizes he has never been here before. All these years and he never walked the final steps of Alejandro Cordera. He tells her so, quietly, almost regretfully. “I think Lena might have disappeared around this area too” he suddenly lets out “I can’t be sure but— its a possibility I’ve piece together so far”.
‘ Don’t call me mom that leads to some weird deep seeded shit in you I’m not ready to dive into with you just yet, ‘ Sam quipped back, but then she broke out into a smile, AND THEN A LAUGH as she looked at javi. It felt good to laugh again, she realized, as she noticed the way he wiped at his eyes. If he wasn’t willing to talk about it, then she wasn’t going to ask. IN TIME she reminded herself IN TIME EVERYTHING WILL BE OBVIOUS SOON.
Gracelessly she put her sunglasses back on her noise, pushing the aviators higher on her face as she crossed her arms, looking around at the FOREVER dustbowl they stood in. When Samantha stood there, looking out in all directs to see nothing but empty roads and reddish and hot. But she followed him, mostly quiet safe from the way her sneakers would kick up the rocks ( they were already dirty anyway, no need to not enjoy the walk ) and kept her head down. that is until he spoke up again. Samantha looked up. ‘ Lena, too? ‘ she didn’t expect that, and her nose scrunched at her own disproval at the idea. But Javi was deeper than she was, and she trusted his judgement on the matter. ‘ What makes you figure that? That feels a little bit too..... perfect. Conspiracy. ‘
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