temporal_affairs | unreliable doorstop

Here they are, having a cute post-death reunion!

"Not sticking if I torch."

"Ah. So you'll wanna accumulate some hexes between each occasion of same, if you wanna be a mint as a general habit."

"Orrrrrrr," he says, "I could experiment."

"...With a star? Any warning you've paid attention to this long has to be all kinds of dire."

"What's it gonna do," he asks, "kill me again?"

"Wreck my place?" suggests Timer. "Torch me? I haven't tried it yet and I'm in no hurry."

"I'd go somewhere else, silly," he says, kissing the end of Timer's nose.

"Oh, well then. You're probably just fine."

Beaming, he kisses him again, then puts himself back on the brainphone network just because.

—And blinks.