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[pipers_son]

-sure it's workin'? Ah, there it is!

[A Mime Jr. sounds off triumphantly.]

This is Joker! And Angel, a course. [A chuckle.] If ya need ta chat with me, I'll answer soon as I can.

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[pipers_son]

S'just like when we were kids.

[Just that. He tells himself it so much, so firmly, he can believe it for truth.]

[lackingbeauty]

[There's a very long, too long pause. Before she nods.]

... Like we were kids. Yeah.

[As if they could ever go back to that. As much as those years in the workhouse seemed like a paradise compared to how messed up things seemed now.]

[pipers_son]

[It'll never happen, he knows. He's seen a lot of impossible things in this place, but that sort of thing happening for them... No, he can't quite get himself to believe that.]

[For now, he just tries to wrap his arm around Beast and help her up, get her to the bed.]

Up we go now...

[lackingbeauty]

[She can't do anything else but go along with it, managing to get her feet up under her.]

I can do it.

[Muttered, even though she was obviously benefiting from the help.]

[pipers_son]

Ah, I know, I know! But indulge me, won't ya?

[He gives one of his smiles, hoping to put her at ease. To be honest, it's an act he never is sure will work or not- not with Beast.]

[lackingbeauty]

[No, not with Beast.

It didn't put her at ease, but really- what could after what she'd learned. But she let him get her up without complaint, and, well. For Beast, that was something.]