Lakes and skiffs

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X is outside, seated cross-legged on a rock by the lake.

She is very still, breathing in, then out, then in again, and watching everything.

It is not meditation. But it is still nice.

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X just looks at him. She does not roll her eyes.

"No one likes those."

Obviously.

"I have not been here. Before. And I wanted to see it. I like quiet places."

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"They'll probably send me to my room without my supper, too."

He turns around again, a full circle, taking in the sight. "I like it. I approve. I'll have to come back some day. --All right, very well, if I can't talk you into taking me anywhere else, I suppose it's back to Milliways."

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X does not smile.

"Next time there is mayhem. Somewhere I am."

Beat.

"You can help."

She flashes blue again, bright as ever, and reaches out to take Loki's hand. Back to the Microverse and from there to Milliways they go.

[foolyoutwice]

"--I love helping with mayhem. Thank you." That's very thoughtful of her. And maybe he'll just have to disappear in the chaos, whatever chaos it might be.

But for now, Milliways.

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"Yes," X says, even as they become very tiny and flash across universes.

"I know."