Melpomene gratefully downs the other shot, waiting for the buzz to kick in.
"It's just... you know, I was gone for a few years, but every so often -"
She pauses, trying to find a way to say this without sounding weak, or crazy.
"I used to go back to the bar where I first found Milliways, sometimes, just to see if I could get back. Because... I wanted to see Weyland again."
Melpomene reaches, maybe without realizing, for another drink, and manages to find the hot cocoa instead. (She doesn't want to remember confessing anything even remotely sentimental, much less something so deep and secret as this.)
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"It's just... you know, I was gone for a few years, but every so often -"
She pauses, trying to find a way to say this without sounding weak, or crazy.
"I used to go back to the bar where I first found Milliways, sometimes, just to see if I could get back. Because... I wanted to see Weyland again."
Melpomene reaches, maybe without realizing, for another drink, and manages to find the hot cocoa instead. (She doesn't want to remember confessing anything even remotely sentimental, much less something so deep and secret as this.)