[Fucking miss him with the inspirational bullshit, how dare you, etc. He doesn't want to have this conversation soon to be fight but nonetheless, he's a grumpy old man and has little else to do right now. This, drink and sleep. It'll be time for the other two soon enough. And in a few days he'll still be annoyed that Julian's under his skin, that he can't scratch it all back out and that he'll be pulled like a magnet back into the whole fucking thing. Can't he just have a break? A little one? Maybe?]
That's the thing about generations, kid. They die off I died off. I want my promised fucking vacation
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That's the thing about generations, kid. They die off
I died off.
I want my promised fucking vacation