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[likewatson]

[Harry's known for his serious disposition, but today, he's looking as somber as ever. Certainly more somber than anyone here has seen him.

He's not sad, though. He might look like he's lost some sleep, but he hasn't been crying. Here's the thing about Harry and grief: he either accepts it outright, or he doesn't. Part of him always knew he'd lose Coop, one way or the other — one of them would leave this place to go back home, and that would be it. Same with Albert and Gordon. Same for everyone, even the people he doesn't know from his own world. That's the nature of this place. The nature of all places, when he thinks about it.

Everyone leaves, eventually. In some way or another.

Since part of him anticipated this, he's accepted it. Sure, it still stings, and yes, he's half-terrified by the thought of what Coop has gone back home to, but he keeps telling himself that it will be okay. He's at the point where he almost believes it.

Holmes the Noctowl is seated next to him out in the dark yard when the transmission begins, red eyes distractedly following something out in the distance. He doesn't seem to mind the hand buried in the feathers of his back, which is good, because Harry's not letting go anytime soon.

When he speaks, his voice is a little gravelly.]

Hi, everyone.

I'm sure you all know by now, but if not: Special Agent Dale Cooper has gone back home.

[He pauses, searching for the right words.

And finds nothing.

The transmission ends.]

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ignore how slow i am 8(

[fairycircle]

[She won't press him to talk, if anything. Giving another smile, Cheria steps back and turns to move back into the street so he can step out as well.]

♥

[likewatson]

[See, that's the thing. As much as Harry doesn't want to talk, he... kind of does. Because he hasn't. And the one person he's wanted to talk to might as well not be here right now, either, for all the time he's spending in that lab of his.

Harry steps out after her, hesitating a moment at the door.]

Hold on. Two seconds.

[He hurries back inside, scribbles a note just in case Albert emerges from his cave, then reappears on the front porch with his chubby Growlithe, Madison, bouncing along in tow.]

I'm trying to take her out more often. She needs some exercise. Cheria, this is Madison. Madison, Cheria. I hope you don't mind...?

Re: ♥

[fairycircle]

Hee, I don't mind at all! [Reaching to give Madison some pets and an ear scratch, Cheria reaches for a ball at her hip and lets out her new Skitty. The cat mews excitedly and darts about, ready to play with the Growlithe.]

[likewatson]

[THERE IS A HAND. IT BELONGS TO A HUMAN. Madison must sniff it. BUT WAIT — IT'S ALREADY SCRATCHING HER EAR??

Okay, she's cool with this.]

She's a good girl.

[Madison would agree with that. Her tail wags.

...wait.

Is that another Pokémon?

IT IS. OH MAN. AND IT'S MOVING SO FAST. AND MAKING NOISE. AHHHH.]

...if a little, uh, excitable.

[fairycircle]

Hehehe, she's pretty cute!

[Skitty bounces and pounces, before darting a little down the road, just far enough for the two Pokemon to play.]

[likewatson]

[And Maddy follows, though she doesn't quite... dart. It's more of a quick hobble.]

And chubby. So how are you doing, Cheria?

[fairycircle]

I'm doing well, just getting settled into the city and finding a new routine. Saffron is pretty big, so I've had to ask directions a few times just to get myself un-lost, haha.

[Turning to walk backwards with a gentle smile, she stays a few steps ahead of him so she can look up to him.]

Yourself? [It's the offer to listen, though he can speak of whatever he likes.]

[likewatson]

It's — yeah, it's a big place.

[Certainly way bigger than Twin Peaks.]

I can show you around, if you want. And I'm okay, all things considered.

[fairycircle]

Sure! It's like a reverse for the tour in Cerulean, huh? [All things considered.... She hums thoughtfully, but nods. He'll talk whenever he feels ready.]