Crane sat next a elderly woman, his legs crossed as he listened to her talk. The male chuckled and shook his head, sighing softly as he leaned back in the seat he was in. "Times have really changed.." He said softly and looked out the window of the nursing home. "That they have.. Such a shame you weren't around to face that change. Everything was thrown at you once, wasn't it?" She asked, pulling up the covers a bit more.
"In a way it was.." He said and chuckled again, shrugging. "I'm slowly staring to cope, I've been struggling a bit though..going from the forties to the twenty-first century is a bit much for me." Crane said, slowly rising from the seat. "Harver.." She said and Crane stopped in his trackers on his way to the window.
"I haven't heard that name in a while.."
"That's because you won't let people in.. You have to trust them." She whispered and Crane tensed.
"I try.." He muttered and leaned against the window-sill. "I can't even trust myself, what if I-"
"You won't." The woman cut off, looking weakly up at the man. "I helped create you Harver, I knew the kid you were. You can change, and you have." She said and Crane shook his head.
"I'm done talking about it." He whispered and returned to the seat, looking at woman.
"You know, it's horrible what age does.." He said softly and the woman laughed. "Says the man who will hardly age in his life." She said and shook her head, smiling softly. "We never had that date." She said and Crane laughed. "I'm little too young for you know." Crane said and they both laughed, the woman taking a coughing fit. He held out a glass of water to her and she shook her head. "My time is over.. You can't keep returning to me when everyday. Find someone else to talk too." She said, her voice now raspy. "I appreciate you spending most of your time here. But you have a team now, take care of them." The woman reached over, pulling a pin from the drawer. "Find someone who won't let you get anyway with just anything. I know you can." She whispered and dropped the pin into his hand, closing his hand around it. The woman sighed contently, looking up at him. "You can still visit me, but not as often, okay?" She said and Crane nodded, picking up the leather jacket and slipping it on. "I'll see you around.." Crane said softly and kissed her forehead, slipping in the pocket before slipping out the door.
"In a way it was.." He said and chuckled again, shrugging. "I'm slowly staring to cope, I've been struggling a bit though..going from the forties to the twenty-first century is a bit much for me." Crane said, slowly rising from the seat. "Harver.." She said and Crane stopped in his trackers on his way to the window.
"I haven't heard that name in a while.."
"That's because you won't let people in.. You have to trust them." She whispered and Crane tensed.
"I try.." He muttered and leaned against the window-sill. "I can't even trust myself, what if I-"
"You won't." The woman cut off, looking weakly up at the man. "I helped create you Harver, I knew the kid you were. You can change, and you have." She said and Crane shook his head.
"I'm done talking about it." He whispered and returned to the seat, looking at woman.
"You know, it's horrible what age does.." He said softly and the woman laughed. "Says the man who will hardly age in his life." She said and shook her head, smiling softly. "We never had that date." She said and Crane laughed. "I'm little too young for you know." Crane said and they both laughed, the woman taking a coughing fit. He held out a glass of water to her and she shook her head. "My time is over.. You can't keep returning to me when everyday. Find someone else to talk too." She said, her voice now raspy. "I appreciate you spending most of your time here. But you have a team now, take care of them." The woman reached over, pulling a pin from the drawer. "Find someone who won't let you get anyway with just anything. I know you can." She whispered and dropped the pin into his hand, closing his hand around it. The woman sighed contently, looking up at him. "You can still visit me, but not as often, okay?" She said and Crane nodded, picking up the leather jacket and slipping it on. "I'll see you around.." Crane said softly and kissed her forehead, slipping in the pocket before slipping out the door.