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[hollow_king]

[You never know, he might respond to a message. If he feels like it.]

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[spoileralert]

That's just life. Things change, problems arise, all the time. It's nothing to get worked up about.

[hollow_king]

[He snorts, almost a laugh at that. It's been centuries since he's been worked up about anything, really. Still;]

Do not be so quick to dismiss that. Your life has an end, it still has meaning. That is something to care about.

[spoileralert]

I care about things.

[ Mostly her dead boyfriend. ]

And living in Gotham my life may be ending sooner rather than later.

[hollow_king]

Even more reason to find some meaning.

[He shrugs.]

But most do not. I am sure you will live your years as well or badly as any other.

[spoileralert]

[ She shrugs back. ]

That's my plan: as well or badly.

[hollow_king]

I wish you well. [Sardonic and even his moment of vague interest is gone but it's not a lie. He just doesn't care.]

[spoileralert]

I'm sure. [ She can kind of tell, honestly. But he's been helpful, and not unreasonable. ] You too.

[hollow_king]

[He gives her an informal sign of the five, more farewell than he often gives. If she wants to talk to him again, she knows where he is. He might even say something back.]