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[cheerupemoborg]

[It was like going to sleep, he noticed: one second he'd been there, the next he was awake in his room, like it was all just a dream.

He wasn't sure if this was a good thing or not. On one hand, he remembered and experienced nothing - the kind of oblivion he'd wanted. And yet... Hank was upset. Upset that he'd been brought back, and felt so empty.

Comments

Hank

[clarklike]

[stiffly, not exactly welcoming to this conversation:]

Welcome back. I'd rather there wasn't a next time, though.

Clark

[cheerupemoborg]

Yet, I suspect it's inevitable.

Hank

[clarklike]

Given that things always go that way, I wouldn't be surprised.

Clark

[cheerupemoborg]

Fate, maybe?

Hank

[clarklike]

No, not fate. Fate would suggest neither of us has a say in the matter.

Clark

[cheerupemoborg]

Well, we are in Paradisa. That seems to be a running theme here.