for the rest of us death will be a relief

[praevaricatio]

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[stupetballs]

["Well, that's a level of mortality I'm used to. I'll be fine."

Waverly is still trying to wrap her head around a lot of it, and is going back and forth on her conversation with Sam and how she now wants to ask the other man more questions. Nephilim is a fine point on an existence that she's been mostly floating through. And Sam's phrasing seems to indicate there are more of them.

But that's maybe a conversation for later.]

How are you doing with all of this?

[To Charlie specifically, given how complicated this all is.]

[crosseth]

( Charlie turns to her, oh, is she asking him? Is this an incredibly public display? The coffee machine beeps, ready.

Retiring to the other room, he would rather things between them remain private. This room is just as well-furnished as the others, even though he thinks he overheard someone say it's not open to the public anymore?

Finally alone, and with two cups of coffee, he sits with her. )

So, I don't really know how to handle any of this. I slept. For me, that's a start.

[stupetballs]

[Waverly follows him out, taking a seat next to him as she curls her hands around the cup.]

I'll take your word for it. And I can't really say I blame you for not knowing how to handle any of this when none of the rest of us do.

[It's complicated and there's not really a precedent.]

We can stay here as long as you want, but long term, Wynonna and I have been living in New York. You could come back with us, if you want, while you figure things out.

[crosseth]

You... know I'm not him. Now. Right now. I think he's inside here. I have his memories. He has mine. I remember things. But.

( He just doesn't want to go with her only to disappoint her. )

I do want to go to New York.

( Because, what else could he? )

[stupetballs]

You were our friend before you were my dad.

[She won't put that in the context of Wynonna's booty call even if Wynonna seems to want to at every opportunity.]

And if we're honest, Julian and I didn't really have a lot of time to form expectations. Even if you were him one hundred percent we'd be starting from scratch anyway.

[As much as she does want to get to know Julian, she can manage without him. She's been managing without him for a long time now.]

I'm just glad you're here.

[crosseth]

I'm right here. Not going anywhere. ...Can't go anywhere. But, I wouldn't want to if I could.

( He clinks his mug against hers. )

I'm happy to get to know you all over again.

[stupetballs]

Good. I'm gonna talk with Wynonna and Dolls and see what the plan is.

[They have to be back he weekend after Christmas to see Barry, but Alice is waiting for them in New York, and it'll be nice to have Charlie as part of the family holiday.

After a beat.]

How do you feel about holiday themed onesies?

[crosseth]

Who's Dolls?

( He missed Dolls. He came on the scene after, he assumes. Or, far before. Maybe Dolls is new. Wynonna's new boytoy? )

I don't have big feelings about them. I'm pretty tall, though.

[stupetballs]

Dolls is a good friend. An old friend. We reconnected with him recently. But I think you'll like him.

[They're both in the emergency services business sort of.]

I only ask because it is part of the family holiday traditions and Alice may make sure you are appropriately outfitted.

[crosseth]

Alice. Wynonna's Alice. With Doc. Holy - how old is she now?

( That's a, yes to the PJ's. )

[stupetballs]

Eighteen.

[Waverly makes a little bit of a face because she's feeling it the same way he is.]

It's hard to believe sometimes. But yeah, she's a freshman at NYU.

[crosseth]

So, I - we've been dead for...

( A really long time. )

Waverly, I'm sorry.

[stupetballs]

It's not your fault.

[He couldn't have known that Bobo would kill him. Or maybe he did, but he made that choice for her, for Nicole. She doesn't think he should feel guilty for that.]

And you're here now. We get a second chance, whatever that looks like.

[crosseth]

It looks pretty weird right now.

( But, he'd rather weird than... death, he thinks. )

Thanks for coming all this way.

[stupetballs]

Of course. We'll let Dolls get some sleep and then we can head up to New York for a little bit.

[She has projects she's working on that she could use a sturdier internet connection for, and there is the holiday, of course, before Alice heads to New Orleans for bonfire season - whatever that is. It's nice that the Mikaelsons are including her in her family traditions though, so Waverly is keeping her thoughts to herself.]

If that sounds good?

[crosseth]

He drove all night?

( Kind of like that Celine Dion song. That's the Charlie in him. )

Yeah. Yes. I don't have much of any other choice. New York. Never been. Big buildings. Broadway.

[stupetballs]

Not all night, I took a train through most of it, but he did drive through a lot of weird hours of the night.

[So, sleep.

But her eyes light up a bit when she mentions Broadway.]

Do you like Broadway? We could go to a show.

[crosseth]

I always liked flair. I like the classics, though. Oklahoma. South Pacific. Not Wicked or Winter Awakening.

( None of the rock. Though, Rent is catchy, he'd concede. )

Anything like that playing?

[stupetballs]

I can check and see.

[There's usually at least one classic-style musical hanging around, so she'll see if she can find it.]

I've never been to a Broadway show, but I've always wanted to go. It'll be fun to do it together.

[Normal father-daughter things, not just angel father-daughter things.]

[crosseth]

Yeah. Weird. But, fun.

( Weird is still good. )

[stupetballs]

Yeah.

[Weird is sometimes the only good you get when you're Earps. But with that, she will check in with Dolls and her sister, and they will get ready to head back to New York for an Earp family Christmas.]