[ Oh. Something twists in Drake's chest hearing that. Even though it would've been too late for him. Unless maybe if Rita had still been in Hadriel... she would've gone back to a little earlier, Drake thinks. It's hard to say, he hadn't had a calendar in the basement, only an estimated timeline based on what Rita and Liv had told him.
He doesn't really want to think about either of these scenarios anymore. It's over for them both, going forward is something different. And now, if either of them disappear again...
As hard as he tries to curb it, his breathing hitches and he can feel tears welling in his eyes no matter how tightly he's got them closed. ]
...shit. I'm sorry.
[ Sorry he's dead, that Ephemera needed to think about it in the first place. Worse, that he was alone himself. That Drake was stuck here and couldn't stop anything. ]
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He doesn't really want to think about either of these scenarios anymore. It's over for them both, going forward is something different. And now, if either of them disappear again...
As hard as he tries to curb it, his breathing hitches and he can feel tears welling in his eyes no matter how tightly he's got them closed. ]
...shit. I'm sorry.
[ Sorry he's dead, that Ephemera needed to think about it in the first place. Worse, that he was alone himself. That Drake was stuck here and couldn't stop anything. ]