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It's late, but Behrooz is sitting alone outside, looking out at the dark lake. He knows this probably isn't a good idea, but he didn't feel like staying inside tonight.

He'd been reading some sheet music the Bar had given him earlier, but now it's on the ground, held down by a small rock.

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"Neither's my boyfriend. He can't stand the kitten." He shrugs. "Some people aren't."

Zeke crawls up into Behrooz's lap and makes himself at home.

He folds his arms and looks out over the lake for a while. He's never been outside the Bar at night before.

"All things considered...you been okay lately?"

Behrooz may not want a pet himself, but he doesn't mind those belonging to others, and continues to pet the kitten.

At the question, he noticeably hesitates, but says "Yeah. I've been... fine."

He knows better than to pry.

"That's good."

A pause.

"You?" he asks, looking back at the lake.

He shrugs. "Better than usual, I guess. I'll be leaving relatively soon."

Another pause. To Behrooz, a dead person 'leaving' means leaving like his mother left.

"Leaving?" he asks quietly.

He pauses too, and realizes what Behrooz must be thinking.

"Not...not like that." God, he doesn't even want to think about that.

"Temporarily. A vacation to someone else's world. I'm...not ready to leave for good."

"Yeah." What? Thinking that? He wasn't thinking that. Nah.

"Who's... world?" he asks after a moment.

Castle makes a serious effort not to think about that, because it freaks the hell out of him.

"My boyfriend's. He's been wanting to go back, and wanted me to see it...and I can't exactly take him back to LA with me, so y'know." He shrugs listlessly. "It'll be fun."

"I mean," he pauses again. "What... kind of place is it?"

"It's..." He tries to think how to explain. "It's called Theah. It's like...an alternate Earth, but a few hundred years behind us--it's 1668 there--and all the countries have different names, even though the languages are exactly the same as on Earth. It's kind of surreal."

Behrooz nods a little. After a moment, he says, "That'll be... interesting."

"Interesting and probably dangerous. I mean, if I don't blend in enough with the locals, they might try to attack me." He looks almost excited at the prospect.

"Anyway..." He glances back towards the bar. "I should probably be packing, actually. I better get going."

"Right." Behrooz looks back toward the lake, and lifts the kitten out of his lap and places it back on the grass.

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