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[jumpthegun]

[Well, that's a bit of a punch to the gut, and John winces.]

I know it's a distraction for you. Is it at least going to be a pleasant one?

[devoutish]

It already is. But I know you haven't missed how much I fucking despise it here.

[jumpthegun]

I don't think there are many who can claim to really like it.

[John's aware he's something of an outlier in feeling like he needed a place like Norfinbury. It's not something they've talked about, though, and it's not something he feels compelled to bring up when comforting someone else.]

With any luck they'll have the next area open soon for us to start working through. We can still do this, get out.

[devoutish]

Can you honestly say that you believe that?

[Of course, it's so much easier to lie over text.]

[jumpthegun]

Yes. I can't believe anything else.

[That's how you make it to the other side of the war.]

[devoutish]

Then I'll ask you to remind me, on my darker days.

[jumpthegun]

[Why do people keep making him responsible for them? Regardless, this is a particular burden John would have taken on, even if Alfie hadn't asked.]

I will. Just let me know when you need reminding, and I'll make myself available, okay?

[devoutish]

[Wow Watson, he's just treating you like a friend!!!!]

Yeah.

:K' Handshake.

[jumpthegun]

[That makes John smile again.]

o7 Salute.

Goodnight, Alfie.

[devoutish]

[He has to stare at this one for a good minute before he realizes that it's not sideways GOD DAMMIT JOHN]