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[h2no]

They weren't my family, [he says, quietly-- it's not a snap admonishment. just a quiet admittance. it had felt like they were, for a long while, but even with shelly... archie drove a wedge in between them all.] But we did work together. They worked for me, actually.

[anyway.]

Yeah, anyway-- we all stayed in the cave. It was a big one. Hidden away, just because we could.

[darkov]

[a cave, all together...]

...Was it nice?

[h2no]

[was it nice? archie doesn't regret the time in team aqua. he regrets going too far, but they really did have good times.]

Yeah. [and he ruined it, the way he ruins everything.] --Have you had a bonfire here, yet? Roasted marshmallows and the like?

[darkov]

[he shakes his head a little, slowly folding up the unused tissues still in his lap.]

[h2no]

Hmm, well, maybe we can do that some time. You can get little BBQ boxes to set up in the garden.

[he holds his hands out about a foot apart.]

About this big. It makes for a fun afternoon, for sure.

[which... he's aware martin probably doesn't want to think about anything other than the now, with rex gone. was this a bad idea? is it going to make martin thing that he's planning for a future without rex in his life? he is, sort of. archie knows that he can prepare himself for a huge change like this pretty quickly and pretty well, but what does that matter? martin can't, and he's still suffering.]

...Well, we can talk about that some other time. [he settles on, awkwardly trailing off.]

[darkov]

Oh... [his gaze trails away from Archie's hands.] Alright.

[he hesitates.]

If...other people can do it, too, then...that'd be good.

[h2no]

[he wants to ask why other people wouldn't be able to do it, but as usual, holds it back. he's not the one suffering, so why should he put martin on the spot? just push down everything about himself and focus on the gremlin.]

Yeah. 'Course they can. We can think about that some other time, though.

[darkov]

Alright...

[if it's for later, than he supposes he'll just leave it for later. if later comes at all. Martin swallows, shaking his head a little as if that'll clear out the thought, fidgeting a little under mightyena's weight.]