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Jake comes downstairs with Oy at his heels, freshly bathed and looking for the first time in months as if he's had a decent night's sleep. He's even got that content expression back on his face, and the long-absent journal under his arm.

He takes a seat at the bar and orders a sandwich.

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"When the Bar lets me go," he says, nodding.

"Any idea why you're Bound, other than being dead?"

"Probably for the purpose of going through what happened. And ... maybe for the others that're here. Other than that, I've no idea."

"Have you told your friends yet you're planning to leave?"

"Roland knows. I don't know if he's told the others. I doubt it'll be for awhile yet," he says, grim.

"But he can't get far without me finding him."

Angelo nods.

"Because you've got your stone?"

"His stone," he says, with emphasis.

"I don't think he intended for that to happen. And if he did ... so much the better."

He tucks the stone away in his pocket with care and turns a little on his stool.

"Anything interesting happen while I've been gone?"

"His stone", Angelo acknowledges with an apologetic dip of the head. "And as for interesting things... this is Milliways. Interesting things happen every night."

Jake reverts back to the real smile.

"As long as it's still here, I'd expect it's a good day."

"Ah, the place always survives", Angelo answers with a lazy grin. "Somehow."

"A testament to the power and possible restraint of the Landlord."

"Absolutely."

"Anything new on that front?" he asks, raising his eyebrows a little.

"The Landlord? Not since the last group came back. You still interested in trying to find out more?"

He shrugs.

"I'm not so sure."

"Yeah, I guess, if you don't know how long you've got..."

"I'll still be asking anyone I meet, but ... there'll be water if God wills it," he finishes.

Angelo nods. "Take it as it comes, huh? Sometimes it's all you can do."

"Good philosophy," he says, nodding.

"I think I'm going to go take a walk for awhile," he says after a minute. "Don't be a stranger."

Angelo gives him a wry grin.

"I'll be here. Nowhere else to go. You know where to find me if you need me."

"Same goes for you. Take care," he says, offering him one last smile before sliding off the stool and heading out to the lake.

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