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[snaggleteeth]

[a week and two days is enough time for emotion to evolve. the dark is not static. nothing that lives is.]

You're welcome.

[aldhani]

[it would be sufficient to leave it there. he's said what he needs to say.

but has he, actually?]

It meant a lot to know she wasn't alone.

[that's closer, even if not quite there. his eyes drift back up to the earlier message (you do have to be something to the people you claim to love), his thumb lingering there.

he thinks, a little; more, he doesn't think at all. time passes, enough time that anyone would be forgiven for thinking he's put the phone down — but he hasn't.]

I don't plan to leave her again. I don't want to do that.

[snaggleteeth]

[there's a pause—the stranger wrapping, leaving, fully waking up, shifting gears out of whatever he was doing to pay proper attention to the dead man risen.]

I just helped her dig. Not that I mind the credit. But it should go where it's due. Max is good at making friends.

[there's a vague notion, better than you and i, but is that true? 'friend' means different things to different people.]

Crises in the house will force you two apart some time. Better not to volunteer, yeah.

What happened with Angelus? Can I ask now?