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[thewrightidea]

[Phoenix does genuinely smile at this. As much as he wishes his friends weren't subjected to this world, Maya's presence has made it far, far easier.]

Thanks, Maya. It's definitely easier with both of us here.

[He chuckles slightly as she knocks on his shoulder.]

Definitely. I'll always be here if you need me.

["Always be here." The significance of that phrase doesn't hit him at that moment, but later he will reflect on it. If Maya will stay here and Phoenix wants to get out... Then what?]

[missleadingquestions]

[If the phrase's significance hits Maya in the moment, well... she doesn't let it show, as almost-always. After all, has 'always be there' ever been true? In the grand scheme of things, when death is always present— when death is always acknowledged as an eventuality, in a cult that revolves around it— does always ever really mean always?

If Phoenix leaves and she can't, Maya could never bring herself to blame or hate him for it. Leaving is an eventuality. Dying is an eventuality.

Even the best of things come to an end.

But until then, Maya is sure of one thing— she trusts Phoenix to do everything he can, and wants to do the same for him. So she'll keep her plans to herself, for a while, but already she begins to brainstorm what she can do to protect her friends from someone who seems as indomitable as Aunamee.]

C'mon! Your rice is gonna get cold, y'know.

We've totally used up our allotted 'emo time' for this episode.

[meta jokes hit differently in a place like this, maya.....]

[thewrightidea]

[If only real life was like a sitcom and everything could be resolved neatly in thirty minutes, packed in a nice little bow. He laughs awkwardly at Maya's comment, noting her obsession with certain shows.]

Well, there wasn't any sad music to go along with it, so does it really count?

[He shoves a mouthful of rice into his mouth. But does he use chopsticks or a fork?

But he keeps eating regardless, knowing that his food will get cold. And that it's easier to eat instead of talking about death.]

[missleadingquestions]

Oh, Phoenix. Don't you know?

The saddest music is the music in your own heart~

[They may never be the same people that they were before they left again. But the people they were— and the things they carried with them— will remain inside them forever.]