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[decohere]

"But maybe if I..." she lowers her head. It's such a stupid thought, if she just lingers around where he is, somehow. Somehow she can find a way to pull him back.

Doing nothing feels too much like giving up.

"There's no way to bring somebody back?"

[palfriday]

Well, not specifically! [short pause] But, well... Sometimes people do come back! And, sometimes, it's even the same someone!

... But, I wouldn't, um... I wouldn't get my hopes up...

[decohere]

Sometimes is better than never. Which also makes it so much worse for letting go.

"Why not? Hope is all I have. Or have you given that up too?"

[palfriday]

Well, I don't know if you can give up something you've never had, but...

[decohere]

Puts her head down right there on the desk.

"At least you know Jenny is still... out there."

[palfriday]

[a pause]

I never know how to... help passengers with this, I think... It just seems... natural, to me? These things just happen...

[decohere]

"I know. It's not so different. Bodies decay and the energy is recycled through the earth and... here the souls fade into the workings of the ship." And soon enough she will too and it's silly to think Friday has any solution for a process that works as intended. Doesn't stop her from feeling so miserable about it.

"There is... maybe something you could do for me?"

[palfriday]

Of course! I'll do whatever I can!

[decohere]

"Is there a lost and found for things left behind? If I could... have something of his."

[palfriday]

Not really, but... There's usually something or other left in their cabin? [beat] I can make sure it's open for you...

[decohere]

Lifts her head back up a bit, looks hopeful. "Please. I... I couldn't get inside."

[palfriday]

[she nods] If you try it again... You'll get inside.

[decohere]

Straight through the desk and hugging Friday, sorry about your personal space.

[palfriday]

[just kinda. allows it to happen. not sure what to do with her hands.]

[decohere]

"It means a lot..." she just lingers there for a bit because... well, she's lonely and this is close enough to comfort. Maybe Klaus is right and she is a bit like a mom.

[palfriday]

It really is the least I can do... [nothing too special.]

[decohere]

Pulls away, wiping a bit at her eyes with her sleeve (kindly don't notice.)

"Don't worry. I'll be... functional for. You know. The mission."

[palfriday]

... Good luck.

[and she sounds like she means it.]

[decohere]

"Do you know if the Captain has asked... anyone to attempt it before?" Like how much luck is she needing because she operates at a net negative here.

[palfriday]

[a pause... then, she shakes her head.]

[decohere]

A bit of a surprised 'hm.' Well at least this isn't a many have tried and all have failed thing.

"He's placing a lot of trust in Skulduggery, then."

[palfriday]

... More than I think he thought he could, really...

[decohere]

"A lot of us do. He's special," Ava smiles weakly.

"And the rest of us are... disposable," she glances down. So many that have faded away for being too weak, most of them already forgotten. Her first roommate and Conan and Lucy who she never got to attempt apologizing to... "Could I... ask you for something else?"

[palfriday]

[a nod]

[decohere]

"Maybe... a list of their names? It seems wrong, to pretend they never existed at all."