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[deathpainting]

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[megatheorem]

You'd have to try a lot harder to be un-charming, you know. I'm very charmed.

[deathpainting]

What happens after being charmed? Where you're from.

[megatheorem]

For me? Pining and writing a lifetime of letters. I think you and I have passed one of those pretty thoroughly, though.

[deathpainting]

A lifetime of letters...How long do necromancers live? Longer than others? Less than others?

[megatheorem]

Oh, no, nothing like that. I was just about eight when it started.

[.....alright,]

That said. I suppose I should admit sooner rather than later, while it's topical, that I've already died.

[deathpainting]

You died.

( a very uncomfortable tangle of feelings starts there, but easier to type than to speak at least. )

This place brought you back? Or something else did?

[megatheorem]

Technically, I was still a solid enough soul for them to yank out of my business back home. In that sense, I brought me back, but only from one borrowed body to another. But in the bodily sense, yes, they had to put me back together.

Sorry to drop this on you suddenly, but, you know.

[deathpainting]

Ah...It's like that. I think I understand.

I want to know everything I can. I appreciate you telling me.
You can tell me more. It doesn't have to be now.

But then... you had someone charming, back home? Who you wrote letters to?

[megatheorem]

You're sweet, as ever. I do want you to know, just when I see you next, hm? It feels kind of lacking like this.

And I did, sort of. She graciously turned me down, but we were still friends for a long time.

[deathpainting]

Would she give you another chance, if she found you here?

[megatheorem]

Hmm, no, probably not. She'd still be gracious about it, though.

[deathpainting]

What is she like? What do you like about her?

[megatheorem]

Well, she was clever and funny, and lived passionately. Even though we were younger than her, she never treated us like children. Camilla and I, that is, of course.

[deathpainting]

She sounds like a very admirable, spirited kind of person. I can imagine.

[megatheorem]

She was. Very chipper. And better than me at jokes.

Still, as you can also imagine, I don't really know what comes next, after charming. What do you think?

[deathpainting]

I think it depends on the intention. The purpose.
What you want out of that kind of...connection. What the feelings say.

I'm a little jealous. Since you were eight is a long time.

[megatheorem]

When I was younger it felt even longer.

I want to know what you think. About you and I. But do you think this is also one of those conversations we should have in person?

[deathpainting]

We can talk about it in person. It isn't urgent.

But I have a question, if it's okay.

[megatheorem]

Alright. Sometime soon, I want to see you, anyway.

What's the question?

[deathpainting]

If they send you back, after all this is done, like some think... Would you go? Would you be able to return?

[megatheorem]

I don't know. I'd want to be with Cam, but it's like I said: I was dead. I didn't have much time left doing what I was doing, anyway. And I've met a lot of people here that I'd hate to leave behind, including you.

So, I don't know, I'd have to think about it. What about you?

[deathpainting]

I don't think I can go back. I'm likely dead.
I don't think there would be a body left to send me back to.

Don't let that affect the way you think about it, when you think about it. I want you to be happy.

[megatheorem]

Not for me, either. I've been borrowing Cam's.

[And a dead guy's, but that's embarrassing and it was only for like, an hour, so. Never mind.]

You know, you're a part of what makes me happy. Of course I'm going to keep you in mind.

[deathpainting]

Now I have a lot more to thank her for...

It's different. I don't want to hold you back, unless it's from hurting yourself.

[megatheorem]

So do I. I don't think I'll ever be finished.

Why do you think you'd be holding me back?