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[thirsted]

At least he's dead.

[ The Shepherd, unnamed. ]

I don't want to say it's safer here than it was out there, but you're right, about the rhythm of it.

[holyposition]

[ Tim wishes death on no one, but it's hard to fault him, or Ani, or anyone else for their relief. ]

It isn't always safer. When I died, it was here. But the suffering isn't so constant and concentrated. There are times when we can almost pretend this is normal.

[thirsted]

I've weathered more than a year, here, I know the gilding doesn't remove the cage. Yet I still prefer having the license to pretend.

[holyposition]

I've been here from the beginning. Believe me, I know the feeling.

Are you starting the movie night back up? I'd like to join you, if you're not upset with me.

[thirsted]

You've apologized, which is a great deal more than most others have done, in my lifetime.
You're invited, though Gale may still be a little cross.

[holyposition]

I'll bring him a peace offering. Does he like sweets?

[thirsted]

Hmm! Yes, but suited to a refined palate. Sweet, but not too sweet.

[holyposition]

[ It's sweet of him, to assure Tim that his boyfriend is perfectly refined, thank you, despite him never expressing any doubt. They seem happy. Encouraging, to know such a thing is actually possible here. ]

I'll remember that. Thank you, Astarion.

[thirsted]

Thank you, Tim.
I shan't forget this.