[For anyone listening who knows, that's the familiar roar of the Zoomer -- Al's bike-like hovering contraption. The one he's had for the past few years. But something sounds a bit off about the engine, even to the untrained ear. It keeps fading in and out, sputtering.]
Oh no, nonono-, come on-
[The engine roars back to life, but then sputters
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Al, are you alright?!
[If he is?
.... she totally wants a ride sometime. She can't help it.]
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Wait... But if he was like that, could he talk?
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Uh-huh! He could, and he also had hands, and wore goggles. And pants, when he could find some the right size.
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Maybe some day I can. People come back sometimes. Even though it'd be here, I'd be happy to meet him.
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[Quietly.]
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I know he's not here right now, but your feelings haven't changed and you haven't stopped thinking of him. I think he knows that. Even if he doesn't remember being here.
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You always say such wonderful things.
[Soft and thoughtful, warm.]
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I think he'd be proud of how spectacular the crash was.
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