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Yes, I'll meet you coming back when the universe has expanded

[Mars' chains had faded away as soon as the chains on Palkia had shattered, that unnatural red glow leaving her eyes; she doesn't stumble, to her credit, and seems to be trying to resist the urge to flinch or anything, but she's...not precisely looking too hot, either. Not like she's going to faint or anything, just like she's been through A Lot.

Jupiter is staying near her for the time being; ultimately, she's the one that addresses you.]

You guys can stay here if you want. Or don't, I don't care enough to insist. But we've got food and beds that probably beat the Center's, at least.

We'll be around, either way. Since I doubt you guys are just going to leave us alone after all that. Do what you want.

[OOC: Consider this a log to cover both any afterparty whatnot you want to get up to, as well as something to carry over into Sunday! Both Jupiter and Mars will be available for NPC threads on this particular log, should they be desired.]

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How do you do it?

[Chelsea flops into the nearest seat and makes sure to take a bowl before Sunflower inhales it all.]

Do what, the stew?

[That's what she's talking about, right, because he wants to talk about cooking and not. That.]

Well, no, but also, sure. I guess. Probably easier.

[He shrugs.]

It's close to what I eat at home. Though there, it's actually vegetables and not these weird berries.

[She's welcome to ask what she really wants to ask him, though.]

Huh.

[She scuffs the floor with her feet.]

You did pretty amazing, though, y'know. I don't know what we'd do without you.

Did I? I don't know; I got the feeling I made things worse trying to relate to them.

[It had been entirely genuine on his part, but Jupiter had definitely taken it as manipulation.]

I think we all sorta did at first, but they ended up tryna do the same thing to us, so. We didn't end up givin' up. Maybe that's what they wanted.

Maybe.

Guess it worked out in the end, for all of us.

Yeah, but it was really touch and go. I can't believe I actually yelled at her! Oh, man, we are so lucky we're not dead.

We're lucky they're so close.

[I mean, there is that whole troubling thing with Jupiter apparently thinking nobody needs her.

But hell if Bucky knows how to deal with that.]

...I gotta wonder why Galactic picked us out of anyone. Why not people like them, so they wouldn't have to brainwash 'em. But then, maybe we're a little like them too, or they're like us, sometimes.