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[whatsupcroc]

I don't really like doing that announcement thing, but since I'm her roommate... Snow White's gone home! Which is good, that means she's finally back with James, who's her total love at first sight wonderful husband and she has a daughter that maybe she'll get to see now so I'm happy for her. Right, and Al left too, but that was last month. Uh... a few others, but I don't really know the full list.

It makes me curious about something else, though. What do you guys do to show you remember and care about people who you'll probably never see again in this lifetime?

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[reconnaissance]

Yeah. Me too.

( Even if she was obnoxious while Snow was there, at first. They figured it out, eventually. )

You're right about it being harder. And it's worst when there's a lot of things that you know they'd hate. ( She's glad she's typing. She's not sure how her voice would sound, right now, thinking about her mother's face if she knew all the things Ellie had done, if she had seen all the people her little girl had killed. ) That's when it can be the most important. Especially if someone's dead, you can't just let yourself slip into doing nothing. You have to be active, and be alive, otherwise it's just like you're taking all the things you can do and they can't do for granted.

( This isn't a good thing to talk about, she's sure. She'll stick to text. )

Want to go now?

[whatsupcroc]

( Collette finds she agrees with what Ellie's writing. Yet instead of saying that here, she responds to the last statement: )

If you give me a little, yeah. I'd like that.

[reconnaissance]

I'll be out the front of housing. See you in a bit.

( Collette: impromptu adventure buddy. Or something. )

[whatsupcroc]

( Collette considered showing up in morph. In the end, she decides on her manual chair; it'll help tire her out. She wants, needs, craves the distraction, along with the distance from the last week or so.

She looks around for Ellie once she's out the front doors, rubbing her thumb over her brachioradialis as she waited. )

[reconnaissance]

( It feels wrong, having a gun on her shoulder when they're heading to a church. She just doesn't like going anywhere without it. ) Hey.

( What exactly should she say? ) You doing all right? It must've been a shock.

[whatsupcroc]

Nawh, waking up me was probably the most pleasant thing to happen in the last week!

( She jokes, a quick smile on her ips, deliberately misunderstanding what Ellie means. )

You can never predict when someone goes or stays. At least here, it's not usually intentional.

[reconnaissance]

( Her eyebrow arches, a little really? in response to the joke. She can appreciate the humour, the need for it, but... ) You don't have to joke when you're feeling shit about something.

( As subtle as usual. ) It sucks not to be able to say goodbye, though. There are so many things that you get stuck with knowing you didn't say.

( And she tilts her head in the direction she's guessing they need to go. ) Want to make tracks?

[whatsupcroc]

( She smiles in response to Ellie's bluntness, shrugging one shoulder. Her opinion is keeping it lighthelps her. No one needs to really hear her say it makes her sad. Not since Mom died. )

Yeah, the not saying goodbye really sucks. There's some things I'd have loved to do or say before then, but... I don't regret them, not exactly. I mean, there's all the stuff I did get to say first! That's important, too.

( She nods, hands on wheels and pushing lightly at first to get rolling. She's not set on making a race for this place -- she's not even been in a place of worship since her mom's services. It's never really seemed to matter. What God, if there was one, couldn't hear her where-ever she was? )

Speaking of tracks, that's something this place could use. A working rail system!

[reconnaissance]

Some things are hard to say without the pressure. Or, I mean, you hope people just know them, but... I don't know. People are complicated. How can anyone ever really know all the things you'd want to say to them, if you had the chance? We probably don't even realise ourselves, until the moment's passed.

( Like with Corrie. She thought she'd said everything, that the goodbye had been enough, but it wasn't and hadn't been by a long shot. Corrie never knew that Ellie wouldn't ever be the same without her, or that sometimes Ellie was relieved that Corrie wasn't there to see what all of them were turning into. That was something she never could have told her, was it? That it was a relief, sometimes, that she was gone, as much as it broke Ellie's heart every time she thought of something she wanted to tell Corrie.

Her jaw sets, and follows Collette, not especially concerned with getting there fast, either. )

It'd be good. ( Absent minded. She's not too concerned about trains. ) Thanks for coming along.