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[ablativeholopleather]

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[ablativeholopleather]

Ah, something that's been niggling at his mind since he first learned that they could and likely would die here, every once in a while.

"I don't know if it's the same way here that it was at home. There's a worry that if I do die here, will I go back to my own afterlife and then simply disappear from here altogether and end up back home, or will I be stuck in the void as the powers that be try to decide where I should be going?" He misses his own afterlife and no mistake, but he would perhaps like to warn the people that he's met here that he's leaving before that happens in case it did mean he would be leaving.

Unless, of course, she knows more on the subject than he does and he's just needlessly spinning his wheels.

[decrypter]

"Well, if I end up dying, I'll let you know what it's like. Or if you die before me, then tell me. We can keep notes on it."

Even as dying comes with its own fears for her, that she'll wake up back in that lonely old bed, back there.

[ablativeholopleather]

She can't see the thumbs-up he gives her, of course, so he adds a "Deal."

He'd have to let her in on his notebook for tally-making purposes until they figure out a better system, when it ends up happening.