for the rest of us death will be a relief

[praevaricatio]

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[scrutinously]

What. That's Aunt Josie. But, like, the Sliding Doors version. With two alive parents and a genuine smile on her face.

( Breanna can say whatever she wants, listen in, he feels freer talking about everything. And his sister was giving him that look. )

I know I've been taking this really well, but, that may have finally taken me to my limit. Everything here is different.

[meanestgirl]

Yeah.

[Stephanie settles, studying her new ID as she's glad that her brother is finally catching up with her in terms of freak-out land.]

Sure you want to go back to Mystic Falls still?

[scrutinously]

We don't have a choice. We may not know this version of him, but he's our dad. I at least trust that. If there are answers there, then, we stay on our best behavior, let all sleeping dog secrets lie unless directly asked - we'll survive it.

( Because they have each other. Yuck. He did not say that part out loud. )

[meanestgirl]

[Gross, sibling bonding.

But she sighs and nods.]

Fine. But if I tell the wrong person they're dead, it's on you both.

[Because from what she's guessing there's going to be a lot of dead people who aren't dead.]

[scrutinously]

( He keeps back his question, if his sister doesn't want to go to Mystic Falls - and why. But, they have to. There are too many questions. )

Blaming me will go over well.

( And make no sense. But, he'll take it. If we don't have any final beats here... )

[meanestgirl]

[Nope, this will be a wrap. She simply nods with a:]

Don't say I didn't warn you.

[And she'll head off to see if there are any snacks. /wrap]