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[feeltheburn]

You really have horrible timing in catching up on my life. You don't have a computer to "deal with me" with, and I'd rather not talk about it anyway.

Please. I don't want to talk about it. Just put me away. Would you stop watching while you're at it?

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[makesureitlooksgood]

[The Charger doesn't really get it. Even if she was late enough in her timeline for it she wouldn't quite get it. None of it entirely makes sense to her, but Michael is sad, and she understands that. Kind of.

So Michael?

Your car-girl-thing is hugging you.

She can't fix it but it seems like something humans do? Right?]

[feeltheburn]

[he appreciates it. While normally he would pull away from someone trying to hug him, this is different. She's family. He wraps his arms around her and rests his chin to her head. He....doesn't really know what to say.]

Only a little late :p

[mojitoing]

[Sam's just a little downcast.]

I think you oughta talk about it. It'd help clear the air.

...I'm sorry I wasn't there for you that day.

that's okay :D

[feeltheburn]

Talking won't change what happened, Sam.

Aww!

[mojitoing]

Yeah...but it'll keep it from eating you alive. This isn't the only time, Mikey. I can't say I've lost my flesh and blood, but I've I've buried a kid half my age before - lemme do something for you.

[Some little part of Sam totally blames himself for this - and for all of the various follies Mike and Fi get into.]

[feeltheburn]

Like what? What do you think you can do to make this better?

[his words may have a slight edge to them. he really doesn't mean to take it out on sam, but...he's upset, and deep down he knows sam can take it.]

[mojitoing]

That's the problem with this one, brother.

[He uses the word without thinking - and will probably wince over it later.]

I just don't know what to do.

sorry for the delay!

[feeltheburn]

[with anyone else that word might trip michael up, but he's so used to it from sam that he hardly comprehends it.]

Then how are you going to help me?

[it's said with the slightest sound of need in it. he needs help. he needs his best friend to tell him how this will all be better.]

Same!

[mojitoing]

[He lifts his shoulders. Sam's seen guys younger than Nate hacked into pieces, blown up - it doesn't get easier for him, ever, and it's even worse this time because it's Mikey.]

Be here. Which is where I should've been that day, instead of stopping Barry from getting himself killed.

[A tiny, nasty part of Sam's soul thinks that, for the first time in his life, he should've broken the rules.]