[Not as gruesomely as it could have, but the job's done. Richie nods.]
Maybe I'm being paranoid, but I don't like the way things from your past keep getting dragged out here. Even if it's just an illusion. Or a more physical manifestation, like the shit they pull in Expulsions every Sunday.
I don't want any version of It anywhere near you. Any of you guys.
[ . . . he nods a little bit at that. it sounds quite spooky, a poltergeist that could be chasing down his monsieur richie. it's not enough to actually scare yves or anything but ]
... I understand. I'm still sorry you had to go through it, though.
Then he comes forward, pulling the guy into a hug.]
I'm all right, kiddo. Nobody's life is all sunshine and roses. [Nor are they rife with supernatural murder, or premature death and scars that make you outcasts. They're just lucky like that.] The way we left off, things just might be all right back there. Knock on wood, and all that.
[I'm rooting for you, Big Bill. And everyone else who's left.]
[ . . . it's not a happy answer but it's the honest one. so he shakes his head. ]
I'm content with where my life ended.
That's not to say that I think I'm just going to fade into nothing—the angels have encouraged me to think a little harder about what I could want, or where I would want to be...
I'm just waiting to see Adolphe again, to find out if we're going together.
[ because if yves really gets a choice, it's to be next to him ]
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[ with all these pieces put together. to encounter some terrible ghost when he was a child, and then to be haunted all his life from it. ]
If you told me more, you think I'd be targeted?
[ is it some way of trying to protect him? ]
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[Not as gruesomely as it could have, but the job's done. Richie nods.]
Maybe I'm being paranoid, but I don't like the way things from your past keep getting dragged out here. Even if it's just an illusion. Or a more physical manifestation, like the shit they pull in Expulsions every Sunday.
I don't want any version of It anywhere near you. Any of you guys.
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... I understand. I'm still sorry you had to go through it, though.
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Then he comes forward, pulling the guy into a hug.]
I'm all right, kiddo. Nobody's life is all sunshine and roses. [Nor are they rife with supernatural murder, or premature death and scars that make you outcasts. They're just lucky like that.] The way we left off, things just might be all right back there. Knock on wood, and all that.
[I'm rooting for you, Big Bill. And everyone else who's left.]
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... okay. [ tentatively ]
And do you... plan on going back, Monsieur Richie? To life?
[ he does realize he never asked ]
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Anyway there's a bit of a pause.]
...I'd like to. If it'll help them. If nothing else, just to see the rest of them through.
[His lips purse.]
What about you?
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I'm content with where my life ended.
That's not to say that I think I'm just going to fade into nothing—the angels have encouraged me to think a little harder about what I could want, or where I would want to be...
I'm just waiting to see Adolphe again, to find out if we're going together.
[ because if yves really gets a choice, it's to be next to him ]