( She gives a hum, a mild agreement with his words. It had been easy to hide, and that had been exactly her intention. She had wanted to disappear, struck by failure, embarrassment -- self pity. Those were more the things that Ana had felt in the aftermath -- much pain, and regret, and though she had thought of those that she had left behind she hadn't thought about how much they would have looked for her.
No, that was a lie. Ana knew Jack too well to ever believe that he wouldn't look for her, which was why she'd hidden as well as she had. Ana had known that Jack would have searched, that he could have found her and helped if she'd allowed him too, but she'd felt vulnerable -- more vulnerable than he'd seen before, and more than she'd wanted them to know )
I didn't want to be found.
( Which she supposes he knows now since she hadn't actually been dead. After the explosion... sadly Ana can't say that she'd given the same search for him. She'd asked questions, tried to find the information but doing so without revealing her own status had made her search less in depth. It wasn't until more recently when she'd sought him out, when she'd been ready, that she'd truly gotten her answer )
I don't know that I can explain it.
( Or that she wants to. Their trust had ran deep, still did, but how did you explain wanting to be dead? Or how she'd felt )
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No, that was a lie. Ana knew Jack too well to ever believe that he wouldn't look for her, which was why she'd hidden as well as she had. Ana had known that Jack would have searched, that he could have found her and helped if she'd allowed him too, but she'd felt vulnerable -- more vulnerable than he'd seen before, and more than she'd wanted them to know )
I didn't want to be found.
( Which she supposes he knows now since she hadn't actually been dead. After the explosion... sadly Ana can't say that she'd given the same search for him. She'd asked questions, tried to find the information but doing so without revealing her own status had made her search less in depth. It wasn't until more recently when she'd sought him out, when she'd been ready, that she'd truly gotten her answer )
I don't know that I can explain it.
( Or that she wants to. Their trust had ran deep, still did, but how did you explain wanting to be dead? Or how she'd felt )