[Bruce doesn't want to be a pessimist, but pragmatism often requires that he look at the worst case scenario and make a plan even for that. To attempt to prepare for everything. How many more boxes can fit underneath Soldier's bed? How many more will there be in a year and a half?]
No. Wherever they went, it was too far for me to find without mounting an expedition. Do have Crowley's tablet, though.
[And they're never gonna let go of it, either. It's becoming a kind of secondary storage device, plus there's a few pictures on it of Aziraphale and Crowley themselves, from when the angel made Crowley take selfies. It's valuable material.]
[They care a lot about Sora and Ellever and Eleven, and about other people here, but they're pretty sure their brain would collapse without Misty's support, at this point. And, because that was very personal and turn-about is fair play, they send a second text:]
[Wow that's just fuckin' sad. Soldat knows Bruce lives with a handful of other people at that museum-- Riku and Vanitas, they're pretty sure. Neither of them? (Unless he's not telling the truth. Well, all right, there is that. It was very personal. Handler. Oh no, don't even go there, Asset. No.Ever get the feeling it's rolling its eyes at you? I'm pretty sure it doesn't know how.)]
Thank you
[And, well, taking that at face value, they feel the need to add:]
[It isn't quite like either of those things, but instead- Bruce has already died with someone else. It wasn't a comfort, it was agonizing. He understands the comfort that might come from leaving a life behind if it means doing so with someone you care for, going into the unknown together instead of alone.
But he doesn't think he'll ever find personal solace in it.]
[And here's the disconnect: Soldat wasn't thinking of this in terms of death, but in terms of "person to always be with", because to them, there is no unknown. A final death just means... ending. And there's honestly no way they would suggest Misty (or anyone) reach that end just because they do. No way.]
Some people seem to think they are. Just making sure you aren't one
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[Bruce doesn't want to be a pessimist, but pragmatism often requires that he look at the worst case scenario and make a plan even for that. To attempt to prepare for everything. How many more boxes can fit underneath Soldier's bed? How many more will there be in a year and a half?]
Were you able to find their lanterns?
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[And they're never gonna let go of it, either. It's becoming a kind of secondary storage device, plus there's a few pictures on it of Aziraphale and Crowley themselves, from when the angel made Crowley take selfies. It's valuable material.]
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We can hope that wherever they are, they're together.
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[Four, counting Crowley's long nap. Makes them feel damn guilty about wishing at least one of them had come back. But whatever.]
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Probably Misty.
[They care a lot about Sora and Ellever and Eleven, and about other people here, but they're pretty sure their brain would collapse without Misty's support, at this point. And, because that was very personal and turn-about is fair play, they send a second text:]
Is there anyone for you?
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But it's nice, I think. To have found someone that brings you comfort.
I'll keep her in mind.
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Thank you
[And, well, taking that at face value, they feel the need to add:]
I hope you find someone. Nobody should be alone.
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[It isn't quite like either of those things, but instead- Bruce has already died with someone else. It wasn't a comfort, it was agonizing. He understands the comfort that might come from leaving a life behind if it means doing so with someone you care for, going into the unknown together instead of alone.
But he doesn't think he'll ever find personal solace in it.]
Besides, I'm not alone.
None of us are.
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Some people seem to think they are. Just making sure you aren't one