As the images on the screens started moving, showing more of Josh's past and leading them further into the building, it felt like a confirmation of his unasked question. That it had been Josh trying to reach out, just like with the bits of real that glitched through the 50's facade. Screaming that he was him, still a person under all this. Probably not reaching out to him in particular, but just to anyone that might see it or hear it.
Following the path as it led them through Josh's past, and shifted to images of the news talking about the bombings, and Josh scrambling to get a hold of his adoptive parents, he watched with a mix of horror and grim fascination. Cringing and looking away when that wave of silver came rushing at the kid.
Finding themselves at a door at the end of the line, he looked over to Hiccup, nodding mutely at his assessment and moving to stand behind him again as he opened the door.
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Following the path as it led them through Josh's past, and shifted to images of the news talking about the bombings, and Josh scrambling to get a hold of his adoptive parents, he watched with a mix of horror and grim fascination. Cringing and looking away when that wave of silver came rushing at the kid.
Finding themselves at a door at the end of the line, he looked over to Hiccup, nodding mutely at his assessment and moving to stand behind him again as he opened the door.