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[thefavorite]

[ Dewey is crouched under the piano in the casino, which is well-barricaded, his legs drawn up to his chest. He looks over his knees at the device. ]

Hi. I'm okay. I haven't been able to get home, but I'm okay.

[ He's scared. Terrified, really, but he's trying not to show it - though the video does shake a bit. ]

In case anyone I know was worried.

[ Eden or Frankie, especially, of course, but he's gotten to know a few people here.

There's a noise off-screen, and he gasps, turning suddenly in that direction. A moment later, he turns his attention back and shuts off the feed. He'll never say how much he misses his family, but right now he'd do nearly anything to have them here - any one of them, really - or to go home.

He really wants to go home. ]

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[thefavorite]

[ He climbs the rest of the way out, and takes that offered hand. ]

You can do that with me?

[eiremagic]

I can, with a bit of your blood. Not much, but I'll have to nick your arm a bit.

[thefavorite]

[ Well, that gets a pretty notable frown out of him, furrowed brow. ]

You need to be bleeding to use magic?

[ On the other hand, he's had worse than that done for him for less good reasons. ]

And then I can teleport with you?

[ That part is pretty cool. ]

[eiremagic]

[She doesn't have to look very far down to be at eye level with him, but she does crouch a bit]

Don't let anyone tell you magic doesn't have a price, all right?

[And she nods]

Just a little bit of blood, and I'll take you with me, just like that in a flash. But I've got me gun if you'd rather go the normal way, we can do that too. It's your choice, boyo, I'll not force you.

[thefavorite]

[ He gives his own small nod to acknowledge that statement, and then pauses to consider. It isn't that much of a pause; facing down hordes of monsters or vanishing magically doesn't seem like a hard choice to him. ]

Okay. You can do it.

[eiremagic]

[She takes a knife from her pocket and fast enough that it's almost clinical rather than scary, she nicks his arm and swipes the blood on her thumb.

She takes his hand.]

Hold on tight, then.

[The tear in the air is back, and she walks him through it, to their living room.]

[thefavorite]

[ He winces at the cut but knowing that it was coming keeps from anything more drastic (like one of his piercing shrieks). He does hold on tight - even if he wasn't listening, the tear in the air forming is motivation enough for him to hold on.

He gapes at it before they go in, then as they walk through, and once they're through, he stares back at where they've come from. Suddenly, the terror of huddling from monsters seems remote. ]

Cool.