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They were all scared kids once.

[ And it's said with this bone deep exhaustion, brittle like snapping straw, but it gets shut off quickly enough. The problem here isn't so much what he said about Niel. It's the fact he said it at all. ]

Trying's good enough. Be kind to yourself, Alex.

[ And Will's job was to...

Part of Alex is starting to understand what they'd talked about in the mirror maze. ]

You really think it's all worth it? Telling it "not yet?"

[ It says something where, normally, anyone else would earn that snap of Absolute Certainty. Yes. It's worth it. It has to be worth it. To question otherwise destroys the spell. But Alex deserves a genuine answer. He's been through enough to earn it. That, and he's already ripped himself open verbally over a voicemail. If he can't do it in person, then the words weren't genuine.

Even so, it takes a thousand years. Or no time at all. Hard to say. But the answer doesn't come from some infallible celestial, but someone about as lost and tired as Alex is. ]

...Don't get me wrong. Even I second guess sometimes. I just keep it to myself. Better than... you know. Passing it to others. But there's no fault in that. I always come back to the same position. Even if it's for one or two people, they deserve a better world to live in. And if everyone gives up, nothing will change.

Not sure if it's worth it. But I hope it will be.

...'Kay.

[ After all that's happened, that honesty is appreciated. More than the urgent assurances. It means he's being listened to. Considered.

Alex's head is bowed, cradled by his hands. His legs swing back and forth over the edge of the hospital bed that was once Maya's. The smallest sound like a tired laugh leaves his lips. ]

You remind me a lot of Clear like this. She was an optimist too...despite everything she'd been through.

[ Will keeps saying people like Alex are the important ones. He thinks they're just as important. ]

[ Optimist. It still feels like an insult sometimes. How are you supposed to be a Realist if your head's constant in the clouds, this is why everyone thinks you're senile, all the rest. But it comes and goes in the same amount of time he spent caring the first time. ]

You heard me before. I wasn't always like this. But types like Clear are inspiring.

[ And Alex himself falls under the same bracket, sometimes, when he doesn't stop to think about what he's doing and then deconstruct into a pile of depressed legos. Best not to hammer on that for the moment. ]

[ If Will looks over, he'll see it, a smile on Alex's face despite the exhaustion, just barely peeking out from under his hands. That joy he associates with her...it's back in full-force. He's so relieved he could faint. ]

Sure as hell are. ...She was the only one to thank me for saving her, you know? But...actually, I think she's the one that saved me, in a lot of ways.

[ When it comes to her, despite the occasional wavering...this is his default state. Just go, just do. Act on instinct. Sometimes it hasn't worked out. But, more or less, he likes himself more this way. ]

[ The smile is a good thing. It hasn't turned up in years. No, wait, he hasn't even known Lion for a year, so it's months. How many- doesn't matter. ]

Yeah. I know. Lion's the same. Don't think I could've stuck with the... you know. In the voice mail. ...Without proof that people like that existed, I don't think I'd be like this.

[ Too bad it's in brackets. "But, more or less, he likes himself more this way." Same hat, buddy. ]

[ Glancing up, kind of...dropping his hands a little. ]

Well... I'm glad they do. For me, and...you too. Not to be weird or anything, but... I like this you. It's the only one I've known, but- still.

[ Of course he can say something like that about someone else out-loud but not himself but you know, he'll get there, he's getting there. ]

[ There's a downside for getting a bit too honest with friends. Alex gets one laugh, short and snapped, with all the negativity he usually feels himself. ]

'Least you do. Surprised it hasn't gotten me killed.

[ Forgot a word. Again.

But it's a crack in personality that gets smoothed over like it was never there. Alex doesn't deserve to get snapped at for things he's not responsible for. It's not even what he meant. ]

Sorry... Thank you. I-For the intent, I mean. I forget it sometimes. [ Often. ] ...Often.

[ Will's adorable. Alex has this knowledge and he wants to use it against him. Truly.

Except now it's his turn to get a little awkward, choking back his own snipped laugh. Gotten killed...huh.

Alex averts his eyes again. ]

Ye- no, s'okay. I like... I get it. Don't...don't worry 'bout it.

[ He can use his powers for evil via bracer serenading. Like a monster.

It's not a long lull in the conversation, but enough where anyone looking in from outside thinks it's awkward. It doesn't help both parties involved are nervous wrecks. But what's the options. He can't throw the same compliment in his face or he'll spiral off into depression again. Bringing Clear up out of nowhere would be too obvious a distraction. Even if his sense of time is fucked, old habits are not.

A hand is run down a mental list from the pamphlet of 'How to Maintain Casual Conversation with a Deployed Piece and Not Get Outed as Someone Who Shouldn't Be There and Also Who Shouldn't Exist'. Acquaintance Relation Section, Sub-Section 494 should work fine. ]

What have I missed? S'been about- a... [ A glance at the clock again. ] A week? Right?

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[ He can, and he certainly will. Just wait.

Alex grimaces at the question. Ohh, boy, that's... ]

Uh. Yeah, about that much. We've- mostly everyone's been...trying to find a way back to normal. Those...curses, seem to be wearing off, and...you know. A lot of in and out of this place.

[ Mild gesture around the med bay. ]

How many deaths.

[ It's still sad, but it's with the kind of blank, unquestioning acceptance of someone who's been keeping a running mental tally of how many people were Lost so far. ]

[ Alex hasn't caught wind of any others, so this is just the ones he knows. ]

Si- ...seven. [ He can just feel something laughing at him. He does the mental tally and adds himself, but- does that count? Does it? Still, he feels sick, thinking of it.

Just as you were meant to, but it's not the Raven Queen's voice in his ear, it's the mortician's, and he feels his skin go cold. ]

Seven.

[ A mental hand run across data, making sure nothing was Lost, but for the first time there is an error. The number is wrong. Three off. Only fair. He was out for everything after the cele

After. Just After. Move past it. ]

I know of Shinjiro, Farnese, Blake, and Eleanor. The others?

[ He's not meeting Will's gaze. ]

Crowley, and Ferran, and...

[ Reaches up a hand to massage the bridge of his nose. Well- ]

...Will, I... I really fucked up.

[ Two are named. Easy enough. But he cracks before answering the third. And Alex can watch the exact moment it becomes an answer. Shit.

There's no attempt to give out trite comments of 'are you okay' or 'hey glad you're alive'. Just sheer honesty. ] I am so sorry, Alex.

[ He winces at that. ]

Don't... I mean- it wasn't...in Wonderland. I got... It was here.

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What.

[ He's this far. No turning back. Alex doesn't look at Will, steadfast does not- ]

I was- it was out on the quad, Shinjiro and Minato, they found me and- no one saw who did it, but I-

[ Running a hand over his head. Over his head. One spot particular. Not even meaning to. ]

I shoulda been more careful. I was just- I was so angry and that guy was just fine and- and I fucked up. I didn't think he'd- I just didn't think.

[ It's half an explanation, half several explanations, but he can't string them all together in proper order. ]

[ The broken explanations don't matter. 'No one saw who did it, but I'. Any words before these two are useless. The rest after are stutters; broken half-words revolving around one core subject. Someone, here, harmed one under his dominion, and Alex knows who it is. Or at the very least has an idea.

No errors activate. How to tread this part was carried across. The voice eases back. All concern with no visible knives. ]

What did you do?

[ He remembers promising he'd be careful, and again he failed at that, didn't he? There's a fear in him, but- ]

I punched him. Twice. 'nd... I yelled at him. I can't be...completely sure, but- ...how many people 'round here have a gun?

[ The mistake here is Alex asked a question that someone who murders murderers would keep track of. ]

One shotgun, four rifles, two pistols, one sub-machine gun. Not counting newcomers I'm unaware of or anything from Branwen's ridiculous weapons course. [ Seriously. Who puts a shotgun on a scythe. What a moron. ] Of those I know of, only two would shoot someone your age. And you're not using 'she'.

[ Let it be known that, due to the rules of Balance, Natsuhi Fuckin' Ushiromiya is still wondering around base with a Winchester. ]

[ For a stark moment, Alex just stares at him. ]

It was a rhetorical fuckin’ question, Will, I’m pretty sure the only messed up fuck I’ve gotten on the bad side of is that guy Ogata.

[ well he was GOING to say it GENTLER, but here we are ]

[ Alex, you of all people cannot dunk him for having a perfect memory for stupid shit. But it's also valid because it's the same answer so many others here have thrown in his face for the same thing. But the answer gets that same Non-Will expression Alex has seen once. Ogata was told not to harm those close to him, and he killed Alex? He should have known better-

And the expression cracks. One hand is still strapped into place, by a wise Dr Tank a few days prior, but the metal one covers his mouth in the universal sign of someone trying not to lose their shit. He remembers the conversation, it was Literally Yesterday, Ogata wouldn't have known. ]

God damn everythi- I didn't- You died, right? As- actually lost something of yourself?

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