"No, just... nearly. A coma for over a week and now I can't..." he trails off, realizing that he's not normally this bad, that these days, words come to him more easily. But there's something about her, about talking to her now and remembering their conversation on the ocean floor that manages to wipe his words away in an instant.
"Sometimes I can't find the words. Aphasia."
He doesn't mention his hand; bringing up the bit with his head is difficult enough. Even though Fitz knows that this Jemma, a Jemma who never saw him after the coma never left, it's hard for him to separate the two. Even though he's heard her say that things are fine in the way that she just has and knows that it means exactly the opposite of that.
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Date: 2015-10-01 03:00 am (UTC)"Sometimes I can't find the words. Aphasia."
He doesn't mention his hand; bringing up the bit with his head is difficult enough. Even though Fitz knows that this Jemma, a Jemma who never saw him after the coma never left, it's hard for him to separate the two. Even though he's heard her say that things are fine in the way that she just has and knows that it means exactly the opposite of that.