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[crushed_pearls]

Erin's voice mail message is in a weary voice: "Erin Peters. If you called in the middle of the night and I didn't answer, I'm dying. If I pick up and someone on your end isn't dying, they will be shortly. Text otherwise."

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[crushed_pearls]

"Yeah, not to like, insult you to your face or anything Ruby but I don't buy what you're selling. Nobody in your world under siege ever fell in love with someone at school or married someone they met on the job? Bullshit physics or not you seem human enough to me and if there's one thing I've learned from being human it's that we're all clown bastards just doing shit with our hearts without any idea of the consequences. That's one of the fun parts."

Erin does a little flip with the current and alights on an aquarium coral, bright red like roses. "...I've got someone too. Back home. Lass I think I might love with all the fierceness of my broken little heart. And like...she's never coming here. Or at least I hope she doesn't. But accepting that doesn't take the warmth of her out of my heart or out of my memories. Why would you lose who you love by letting them go? Scars never fade, and neither do the touches of those who are really important to us."

[littlefairytale]

"That's— that's different. The whole world was never at stake before, and— oh, what am I saying, my parents fell in love while knowing about Salem, I just—" Her dream self mercifully still has her cloak on, so she pulls the hood down over her face as she makes dramatic frustrated noises. During this little display, she also flips head-over-heel, still floating. "It was... easier. To tell myself that. I think. For like, a year, I thought she was dead and then when I found out she wasn't I didn't know what to do about it so I just— told myself I didn't have the time."

She sighs and peeks out from under the hood, again. Her face is still pink. "I'm sorry. That you've lost someone too, I mean. It's... it's not that I want to let her go, to forget, but I hate that it's only now I can even— even acknowledge it. And I still can't! Not— not most of the time. It hurts too much. This place uses her against me enough as it is..."

[crushed_pearls]

"I'm sorry too, Ruby. But denial isn't one of those traditionally effective life choices either. Bad things, good things, they all rot and turn sour if you leave them down in the dark too long. People talk a big game about confronting our inner demons but our inner joys can be just as daunting, huh?"

Erin takes a seat on the coral and rests her cheek on her fist, her eyes thoughtful. "...Let's try meeting your fun."

She does not wait for permission.

Erin absolutely snaps her fingers to summon Fun immediately.