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[al_truism]

And what are your terms?

[thelightbringer]

You don't tell anyone before we leave. You leave a message when we go to one loved one. I don't need the hassle of people chasing us because I set this up.

Xerxes, for now, has the right to say when enough is enough. Listen to him, but also to me. If anything happens, we do what we can to bring us all back out.

[al_truism]

"... no."

Softly.

"Not with only a message. I won't do that to them again."

[thelightbringer]

"What are your terms?"

[al_truism]

"I need to be able to tell Negi, Ed and Luca. I need to name a second. If something happens to us, they need to be able to carry on."

[thelightbringer]

"Riiight. You want to tell Negi and Ed that you're going down below with good old Satan. I'm sure they'll wave you off with flowers, not a problem."

Are you an idiot.

[al_truism]

"Then you'll have to leave me behind."

It pains him, and it shows.

"I won't say a word, but I'll have advance warning if something goes wrong, and I'll know how to keep the others safe."

[thelightbringer]

"Well. It's nice to know you're predictable."

Again, no bitterness. He could almost have ruffled Al's hair and cooed it at him. He taps his chin thoughtfully.

"What else was I going to say to you...."

[al_truism]

"That you'll make sure Break gets back safe."

[thelightbringer]

"No, that wasn't it."

Dismissing him.

"Oh, your journals. For Castiel."

[al_truism]

[Al gives him a long-suffering look and opens his bag, pulling out two thick notebooks.]

I copied over the relevant entries. They're unchanged. He's free to keep these.

[thelightbringer]

Thank you, Al. We do appreciate this.

[He takes the entries, glances them over.]

You understand if I can't tell you when we're going. Not that it's decided who is going, yet.

[al_truism]

Why would you not tell me when you're going?

[thelightbringer]

Why would I?

[He stifles a laugh]

No. It's for the same reason I don't want you flapping your lips to anyone about this.

[He might not even tell Xerxes.]

[al_truism]

I need to know that in case something goes wrong.

[And so he can say goodbye to Break. He's not guarding those thoughts, not now.]

[thelightbringer]

I'll tell you the morning of.

[That's as much of a compromise as he'll give.]

[al_truism]

... will you give me enough time to see Break?

[thelightbringer]

I don't know. I guess we'll see, hm?

[He would have tried to be sympathetic a week ago. Now he doesn't bother.]

Speaking of, I heard you got a chance to talk to him.

[al_truism]

[Al gives him a dry look. He knows the teasing will soon commence.]

[thelightbringer]

Well?

[All ears. Like a good friend.]

[al_truism]

I told him that- I wanted him to be happy.

[Al doesn't look too happy himself, but.]

[thelightbringer]

Mmhmm. Kept it nice and vague, then.

[Lucifer isn't mocking him. Actually, the way his posture changes makes him very subtly, almost subconsciously inviting.]

[al_truism]

[Al crosses his arms, frowning back at Lucifer.]

I also confessed that I'd always had feelings for him but was too far in denial to even realize it.

[Lucifer will ferret it out if he doesn't say it, he figures. Unpleasantly.]

[thelightbringer]

I can't imagine that made the conversation easier.

[al_truism]

It went well, all things considered. We handled it very maturely.