[Leaning over to catch your lips for a brief but what he hopes to be sweet-enough-to-be-reassuring kiss.]
I'll be back then.
[And now he's putting that cigarette out, leaning back, shutting his eyes, and --
-- yes. There go those red rings, and there goes that familiar slack of that other taking over your boy's body, washing pretty much any trace of him away.
Death stares at you a moment before pursing his lips, and going for the cigarettes that his Brother has left behind.]
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I'll be back then.
[And now he's putting that cigarette out, leaning back, shutting his eyes, and --
-- yes. There go those red rings, and there goes that familiar slack of that other taking over your boy's body, washing pretty much any trace of him away.
Death stares at you a moment before pursing his lips, and going for the cigarettes that his Brother has left behind.]
Joshua.
[Does that come off quiet? Yep.]