[ there's a slow nod back before they turn, doing as asked. it's quick, efficient work, ice in a glass and whiskey poured from a top-shelf bottle with a heavy hand, something smooth and easy before they also prepare an ice pack wrapped up in a bar towel.
they'll slide him both, leaning on the counter afterward. ]
Pretty sure this bottle's my favorite. [ idle conversation to fill the void, because it's better than asking a broken man "how are you" when you know the answer. ]
Yeah. Far as I know, souls don't disappear permanently. It's just that nobody know where those ones are right now. The Angels and God are looking into it. [ a pause. ] It's not a permanent loss. But that doesn't change that it happened.
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Long weekend. [ they are not going to ask if he's alright, but they are looking. ] ... can I get you some ice for the bruising at least?
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Maybe in a glass with some whiskey ... ?
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they'll slide him both, leaning on the counter afterward. ]
Pretty sure this bottle's my favorite. [ idle conversation to fill the void, because it's better than asking a broken man "how are you" when you know the answer. ]
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... You have all said their souls are damaged, but perhaps remain somewhere?
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[ so this may or may not make him feel better. ]