[ Everyone is back. Everyone is fine, more or less. So this should be the happiest time to catch Tylor, but it isn't. The ticket in his hand doesn't feel real, heavy with the implications of what he would return to and the possibilities. In his other arm is the clothing he arrived in, clutched a little too tightly. Catching him at the right time, he can be found staring at the blank ticket with uncharacteristic melancholy, though it's very brief.
Of course, that feeling doesn't last too long. If he notices them first, his smile is back as and genuine easy as ever. Whether he actually told them or not-- ]
See? I told you it would be okay. Everything works itself out in the end.
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Of course, that feeling doesn't last too long. If he notices them first, his smile is back as and genuine easy as ever. Whether he actually told them or not-- ]
See? I told you it would be okay. Everything works itself out in the end.