[ AUDIENCE: LUCRETIA ]

[dormheads]

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[ambiography]

...Hugo.

[she catches those thoughts in the flurry, goes over them in her own head-- once again, she's quiet as she thinks over this.]

You're allowed to be selfish with your own life, whatever that means for you. I just-- want you to know that if you did decide to live, I would make a place for you. Maybe we'd find a way to reach your world again, too, I do belong to an organization of interplanar researchers.

[you deserve to still have a life, if you want to live it, but I wouldn't force one on you.]

[inaccordant]

[...]

I've... never thought about it.

[it's been a long time since he's ever been in a position to think of anything else; longer still since, however implicitly, he considered his life fully his own, if he ever did.]

[ambiography]

...put some thought into it, then, while there's time for that.

[if he decides he wants to have that kind of chance-- she'll do what she can to try to make sure he gets it.]

[inaccordant]

... All right.

[even though right now, he really doesn't know what to do with an offer like that.]

[ambiography]

[that's more or less what she expected, which is why she didn't bother waiting until this was all over.]

What were you planning to do for the rest of the day?

[inaccordant]

Make myself available if anyone has any questions, I suppose.

[ambiography]

Well-- take a break before the end of the day, at least.

[before a new week starts, because she doesn't trust the current state of things to last long at all.]

Maybe come see us downstairs, if you feel like it.