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Quite all right.

[Unsurprisingly, his thoughts are in the same place — or close enough. There's no Zachary Hale Comstock, watching him through hellfire eyes with the suspicion of a shepherd spotting a black sheep in his flock. There's no Jeremiah Fink, tugging his mustache and passing around cigars and handing out baseballs to festival-goers. There's no —

...tightrope, he decides, is the word. There's no tightrope to walk, no careful balance to maintain, no peril waiting on every side should they misstep even once. There are no wires cutting threats of foreboding into the bottoms of their feet. There is no Columbia, suspended high above the ground and providing such a very long way to fall from grace.

It's only the two of them. Doves with their cage door left open, huddled together and afraid to break free and fly.]

...But let's go home.