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Dark haired twin out at the stone wall.

At least he had enough sense to take his coat with him this time.

And a Tim comes gliding along. He knows what happened while he was gone. He dragged the memories from the Others mind. So now he's looking to makre reperations. Or at least talk to people.

"Evening."

He nods in the other man's direction.

"'M hopin' we're not goin' ta have ta be dealin' with a round three at any time in th' future?"

"Not from that one."

Tim glances towards the bar.

"And now I'm Bound, probably not ever. No other Tim can get in here while I'm here."

He nods.

"How're you doing?"

In all senses.

A shrug. "We're alive."

Even if they'd thought otherwise for two weeks.

"Is there anything I can do to help?"

Another shrug.

"Ah."

Tim lowers his gaze.

"Well, if either of you need anything, let me know, okay?"

"Aye."

If it seems he blames the other man for what happened, he doesn't really. He's too busy blaming himself for pulling Connor into it.

Tim nods, and glides off.

[ ooc: is slowtime, as in will go into slowtime after I tag, ok? ]

[ooc: I can live with that.]

[ ooc: awesome. ]

Tony is outside wandering. For some reason, he has an intense urge to smoke a cigarette. He's ignoring it for now.

We'll see how long that lasts.

He notices the man standing and nods in his direction. "Evening."

A nod back.

He's not smoking at the moment, but probably still has a couple of cigarettes left in the current pack.

The urge to smoke was too intense for him to resist. He approaches the man, scratching the back of his head. Guilt, guilt, guilt. Shouldn't be smoking but he guesses he should.

"You wouldn't happen to have a cigarette would you?"

"hmm?" A second, before he starts digging through his coat pockets. "Think so, aye."

Three left, and the lighter found.

If they were in the bar, it'd be a matter of pushing the items over.

But they're outside.

He still pushes the items over; it's just they don't move as smoothly along the top of the wall as they would across a table.

With some hesitation, Tony picks up the pack and removes a cigarette, lighting it with just as much hesitation.

Michelle was going to be very angry with him.

Very angry.

"Thanks."

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