Really? Can I be a little selfish and - I know there's a game today, but would it be all right if we just caught up for a bit? I'm sure we could find something to do that'd still mostly count.
It looks like a lot more time's passed for you than it has for me... I don't think I'll ever understand how this place works. I hope they've been treating you kindly, though. I don't like to think of you being made to do awful things.
I - you're going to think it's silly, but... I haven't wanted to. Maybe it's not the life I imagined. But I can't walk away that easily. I'm too different for my own world. And... I didn't want to give up on this one.
I don't really understand the person I was before. If I'd gone back - I'm not sure I could have been her again, anyway. The only way I could have is if I forgot everything. And I don't think I want to forget.
Despite everything, there were a lot of things about this place I loved.
When I realized I didn't have anywhere else to go, and this was the best I had to hope for... I wanted to make it better— for the people like us, who didn't have anywhere else to return to.
I've been working on the other side, trying to make this place into a better home. Been trying to pull strings to get this place to be less violent; give folks more freedom to live good lives.
I thought I'd do more good here, too. But... I also wanted to be able to give other people the same thing I'd had when I first arrived. Do you remember it, Cobalt-san? I... just wanted them to have someone a little bit like you.
I don't know how good at that I am. But I thought it was important that I tried.
[She relaxes into it: she tries not to let it show too much just how much she's missed this, missed him. All these years and she still thinks time move strangely, and she wonders how long it's been for him.
There's a part of him that long since despaired of seeing her again or holding her once more in his arms. That part of him still has trouble believing this is real, that it's not all just a beautiful dream. After all, even after all these years, he's never been good at coping with grief.
For a minute, it's all he can do to think about the warm, solid presence of her body against his chest, and the smell of her hair, still familiar after all this time.]
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[She blushes a little, twisting a strand of hair about her finger.]
It's really been way too long. How have you been? Do you have - well, just a little time?
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For you?
Always.
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Visiting with people I care about is exactly why I'm here.
Anywhere in particular you'd like to go while talk?
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That sounds great.
[He offers her his crooked arm, inviting her to take it]
Shall we?
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[She blushes a little as she takes his arm.]
It looks like a lot more time's passed for you than it has for me... I don't think I'll ever understand how this place works. I hope they've been treating you kindly, though. I don't like to think of you being made to do awful things.
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[He opens his mouth, then closes it again. Instead, he just smiles, walking down the road with Wednesday on his arm]
...
What about you? Did you manage to go home?
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[She smiles, briefly. Shakes her head.]
I - you're going to think it's silly, but... I haven't wanted to. Maybe it's not the life I imagined. But I can't walk away that easily. I'm too different for my own world. And... I didn't want to give up on this one.
[On seeing you walk away, too.]
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You've been here this whole time?
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I don't really understand the person I was before. If I'd gone back - I'm not sure I could have been her again, anyway. The only way I could have is if I forgot everything. And I don't think I want to forget.
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...
Despite everything, there were a lot of things about this place I loved.
When I realized I didn't have anywhere else to go, and this was the best I had to hope for... I wanted to make it better— for the people like us, who didn't have anywhere else to return to.
I've been working on the other side, trying to make this place into a better home. Been trying to pull strings to get this place to be less violent; give folks more freedom to live good lives.
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[She squeezes his arm, gently.]
I thought I'd do more good here, too. But... I also wanted to be able to give other people the same thing I'd had when I first arrived. Do you remember it, Cobalt-san? I... just wanted them to have someone a little bit like you.
I don't know how good at that I am. But I thought it was important that I tried.
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...
[His feet falter, and he stops.
He swallows, and his throat feels a little tight.
Slowly, he turns and carefully wraps his arms around her, pulling her into a hug in slow motion]
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[She relaxes into it: she tries not to let it show too much just how much she's missed this, missed him. All these years and she still thinks time move strangely, and she wonders how long it's been for him.
[After a heartbeat, she hugs him back.]
I missed you...
[And then she goes and says it anyway.]
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[His arms tighten around her.
There's a part of him that long since despaired of seeing her again or holding her once more in his arms. That part of him still has trouble believing this is real, that it's not all just a beautiful dream. After all, even after all these years, he's never been good at coping with grief.
For a minute, it's all he can do to think about the warm, solid presence of her body against his chest, and the smell of her hair, still familiar after all this time.]
I missed you too, Wednesday.
...I never stopped missing you.