[IC Contact -- Snowblind]

[bookofnope]

[There is a click noise. It sounds as though it might be judging you.]

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[bookofnope]

[It's true, of course, and that's the heart of the problem - the possibility of return makes the exchange of last words feel like an invitation for despair. But not to exchange them - God, what does he have to hide? Does he need an excuse at this point to tell her how much he cares for her?]

I know... I know. I wish it had been better. I wish... it would have been easier, maybe, if I had not come to need what what you have given me. But I wouldn't trade it, nonetheless. Not for... not even for a different end.

[Grace. Mercy. They mean so much more now than they did when he imagined he could find them in some old scroll or dusty tomb.]

[phaseshifter]

Even though we've turned you into-- [YAA-AAAWNNN] --into such a softie?

[ Gosh, she's so tired. At least she has Rhys to snuggle against, though. Poor Beckett doesn't have anyone.

Annnnd that's her most upsetting thought yet. Hgrhgrhghr. Distractions. ]

To think it all started with you explaining freaking zebras to me. Remember? Waaay back...

[ So, so tired. ]

[bookofnope]

You've let me express a different side of my personality. [He's trying for jokes, because he can see he's losing her - he can see her fading and he knows there's no point trying to urge her to stay awake. She won't be able to. Drifting off is the only peaceful part of this whole ordeal.]

You - you don't have to try and hold on if it's too difficult. I can tell you more stories of bold yet absurd adventure, if you like. I have any number.

[phaseshifter]

Dude, you know bold-yet-absurd adventures are my favourites. Gimme.

But don't finish it. Then I definitely have to come back to hear how it ends.

[ Yeah, they both know that's not how things work. But silliness helps, doesn't it? No matter how mild? ]