[A grunt a vague agreement, even if he still feels shit about it all. That's just guilt he'll have to live with, like literally everything else he worries about.
With a sigh he flops backwards, occupying the space beside her as he stares up at the ceiling.]
Yeah, 'spose we'll find out how that goes next time one of us vanishes, eh? Wouldn't mind findin' out. Then again, I'm good staying here for as long as bloody possible. [Because whatever's waiting for him back home is gonna be shiiiiit.]
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[and life in general. But who's counting]
But it's all done. Here, anyway.
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With a sigh he flops backwards, occupying the space beside her as he stares up at the ceiling.]
Yeah, 'spose we'll find out how that goes next time one of us vanishes, eh? Wouldn't mind findin' out. Then again, I'm good staying here for as long as bloody possible. [Because whatever's waiting for him back home is gonna be shiiiiit.]