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[bemist]

INBOX.

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[reaperrabbit]

[Again, silence. His gaze wanders out the bookstore window.]

I dunno. For most of it, I wasn't happy or sad. I just was. And that was fine. Whether it's "worth" anything... [Brook forces a shrug.] I don't even know where to start measuring something like that.

[bemist]

Sounds to me like you've still got time to figure it out. We'll put that question on hold for now, then.

[ And she waves a scarred hand at one of the shelves. ]

The ones on the left are blank, so take your pick.

[reaperrabbit]

[That gets him to brighten a little.]

Thanks.

[Important question: Do they come in pink?]

[bemist]

[ They sure do. Hot pink, pale pink, live your dreams.

And she will let him take as long as he wants to pick one out. ]