[Not the great popsicle counter in the sky, there's too much indignity in being propped up like a mannequin while your loved ones weep against the glass and accept whole new levels of blackmail to keep the bright hope burning that you'll wake. No, not there. But he'd have gone out with his own world, maybe, given the chance. One blink of a cosmic eye and then gone.
If any of that storm bullshit's true to begin with.
He draws himself back from expressing that sentiment, too much to go into now, and with someone so young. It's a weary look he gives her, noting how weary she looks, too.]
I'm sorry, I'm not the chirpiest of company presently, more of a canary in a mine. I wanted to see that you were holding up.
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[Not the great popsicle counter in the sky, there's too much indignity in being propped up like a mannequin while your loved ones weep against the glass and accept whole new levels of blackmail to keep the bright hope burning that you'll wake. No, not there. But he'd have gone out with his own world, maybe, given the chance. One blink of a cosmic eye and then gone.
If any of that storm bullshit's true to begin with.
He draws himself back from expressing that sentiment, too much to go into now, and with someone so young. It's a weary look he gives her, noting how weary she looks, too.]
I'm sorry, I'm not the chirpiest of company presently, more of a canary in a mine. I wanted to see that you were holding up.