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She watched him worriedly, squeezing his hand in both of hers. "Did.. Did you make it out okay?"
She nodded, reaching her house. "I could take you tomorrow."
She nodded, her eyes brightening. "Are you?"
He squinted, flushing slightly. "How?"
"Denial," he replied lowly. "They ran from those trying to help them. It's a bad feeling for everyone."
She closed the door behind them, locking it before turning to him and taking his hand. "What happened? Are you okay?"
"He didn't tell me, but.. I think he recognized the symbol as well."
She nodded, kissing his cheek. "Perfect."
He nodded slowly. "I don't like being sticky."
"That's what they become. It's the dust, I think. I spent a bit of time there and observed a subject who refused to come. As time went by they...
She pulled away, her brows furrowed. "Come inside.."
"Yes! Elias Pemberly."
"Stay with me?"
"Please don't. I'll get sticky."
"No, no. That's Limbo. If people refuse to go with the reapers, then.. Well. I heard you encountered what happens to them."
She reached up, her hand on his jaw as she kissed him deeply.
"You know I could probably fix you. Or my mentor could."
She watched him curiously. "Will you?"
He caught her wrist gently. "Let's not do that."
He nodded slowly, stopping in front of a door. "I do. I like better than the Ether."
