This time, she graciously accepts and lets him lead her to the bar. It might be the last time she lets anybody lead her anywhere: she's tired of that. But the situation is so strange and so unexpected: there is nothing in her past to prepare her for a thing like this.
"You are so calm about this. How?" For her part, she is overcome by a feeling of unreality: this cannot be happening. Maybe she hit her head on a rock in the cave and is having a dream. Or maybe she's dreamed the whole airplane crash and is still in Sydney with Jin, fast asleep in their hotel. Or better still, she is back in Seoul and they haven't left for their trip yet.
Yes, she likes that last option the best.
Because this isn't real, is it? She feels like she's floating half her height above the ground as Sam guides her to the bar. The only thing she has that ties her to everything she knows is the nightgown tucked under her arm.
"This is... the end of something infinite. And it serves drinks."
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This time, she graciously accepts and lets him lead her to the bar. It might be the last time she lets anybody lead her anywhere: she's tired of that. But the situation is so strange and so unexpected: there is nothing in her past to prepare her for a thing like this.
"You are so calm about this. How?" For her part, she is overcome by a feeling of unreality: this cannot be happening. Maybe she hit her head on a rock in the cave and is having a dream. Or maybe she's dreamed the whole airplane crash and is still in Sydney with Jin, fast asleep in their hotel. Or better still, she is back in Seoul and they haven't left for their trip yet.
Yes, she likes that last option the best.
Because this isn't real, is it? She feels like she's floating half her height above the ground as Sam guides her to the bar. The only thing she has that ties her to everything she knows is the nightgown tucked under her arm.
"This is... the end of something infinite. And it serves drinks."