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[halves]

The other place was a little more plausible, at least.

[The dream world. Strange things happened when you were dreaming and that made it easier to handle, even if just so he didn't have to accept that he was finally trapped in his own mind.

Pause. He is probably never going to get over this.]

Really. Space?

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[wiretap]

[ Some people find her abrasive, but it's not as though Aberdeen tries to be. That Lewis doesn't seem bothered works in his favor as far as she's concerned. Eventually: ] I do.

[halves]

[The pack is back in his hand by the time he finishes taking another drag, three cigarettes remaining.]

I'm guessing you don't get to do this anymore.

[wiretap]

[ She takes a cigarette from those offered; her fingers tap absently along the length of it as she raises it to her lips and then bows forward and upwards into his personal space in expectation of having it lit for her. ]

Sometimes. There are rules. [ Sometimes, she ignores them. ]

[halves]

[He does as he's told, slipping the lighter back in his pocket after the deed is done.] Tell me.