[his eyes lift and he watches her for a moment. He understands by now what her verbal 'thank you' means. After a minute, he simply nods, a single duck of his chin. Anything else would probably embarrass them both. Instead, he raises his face. If it's a dream that means it's time to go. Morning and deliveries can't be far away. It's the first time he's consciously been aware enough in a dream to decide to wake up. His body starts to blur at the edges, trailing white light tinged with blue - and the winding whisper of black soot.]
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I'll see you around than, I guess.