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[He had no intention of letting go either.]

Where to begin.... I suppose you all would be distrustful of a stranger at your resting place. Given all that you have lived through I do not blame you. You've walked a long, hard road together filled with uncertainty and burdened with expectations. But I do have a request for all of you.

And that request is to care of Five. Trust me I know he can be sharp around the edges, callous, and perhaps seem unkind, but in his heart he loves you all more than anything. For you he would break time, stand defiant in the face of an organization who sees all and work himself nearly to death. He does this for all of you, because to him there is nothing more precious. I have no doubts you care for him just as much, so I simply ask that you open your hearts to him in return.

And one day, he'll be able to tell you himself.

[He'll squeeze his hand again and pull himself up to his feet.]

[ He didn't expect Emet to talk in his own language, and he's surprised, but not in a bad way. If anything, it shows more respect than he expected, and it's touching even if he can't understand the content of those words. ]

We really need to get started on additional lessons for your language.

[ there's a pause, and just like Emet did with Ben's statue's earlier, he'll change the scene so there are flowers for his siblings there, too. ]

But for now ... I'd rather not spend too much time in here.

[He smiles softly at the gesture of flowers.]

We can set up a schedule after all this. You can surprise the old man in your lessons with him.

[And he puts his hand on Five's upper back as they leave.]

[ there's a small smile at that, and he'll walk back inside the mansion - heading for the living room and skipping everything in the basement, just like that ]

Oh, I'm sure he'd hate me knowing a language he knows nothing about. One more reason to learn.

Teaching him could be a bonding experience, you know. If he wasn't dead. But you can use it against Lahabrea as well.

[Hades simply looks at the stairs as they pass but follows. He really didn't see a lot of the house.]

[ He'll go look over at the various pictures - Emet already sent them over to his phone, but it's different looking at them like this. There's a pause as he reaches for one where all of his family is together, analyzing it for a few more moments ]

You were right. We should take more pictures. ...Something to keep in mind for our next outing.

"There is nothing more dear to me than my memories." I am glad I was able to use that argument against you, and you did take it seriously.

[He does look fondly up at the image of all of them.]

But it is true for you, too, is it not? You held onto that book, Vanya's memoirs. This is why we live. This is why we fight.

I would have left you to your own devices along ago had I thought you were the sacrificial hero type. But again and again, we find ourselves similar.

[ there's a little laugh at that ]

I'd hardly call myself a hero anyway. But you're right, this is exactly what I'm fighting for.

Having the chance to live my life with them and see them happy. Seeing the world for myself. I may have struggled in envisioning a future before, but I've never considered not being a part of it.

And I'm glad it's the same for you.

You are a hero, Five. Just not the type people tend to write about in poems and songs.

Good. I have no doubts you would make the sacrifice if necessary, but I cannot stand those that would seek glory in such a way.

Ah, but I'm distracting you. I see other people have wormed their way into your heart and are deserving of portrait memorabilia. I'm glad, honestly. That you can touch the hearts of many and have them reciprocate in return.

And whose fault is that? You're the one who encouraged me to do that, you know.

Though save for a few notable exceptions, Baritones and Taisho do remain my closest ties.

[ he puts down the family picture and turns his gaze back to Emet ]

Was there anywhere in particular you wanted to go?

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And look how successful I have been. I will hear nothing of my work ethic.

[He picks up the portrait he put down with a smile and a look of 'mine'.]

I met your mother, saw the hallway with family photos, your room, and the observatory. I suppose I don't have a preference. More what is it that you wish to see and discuss.

Then I think we've done enough walking for today. It's a dream and we're not taking full advantage of it.

[ so he's going to put his hand on Emet's shoulder, and just like that, teleport them both away, to Reginald's office.

There's the portrait of him reading to Five and his siblings up there, and this time, he doesn't just remove it, and simply takes the time to observe ]

He really was an explorer, you know. Before he had us he was a renown inventor, entrepreneur, and traveler. As a child it felt like there was nothing he hadn't seen or he didn't known. I absolutely hated that.

But I suppose it would have felt nice if he'd shared his tales with us.

[Five, you know what this is about. Using powers.

He sits on the desk looking up at the picture, hand draped between his knees.]

A myriad of small gestures he could have done to make you feel more at home. There is no doubt in terms of talents that he was exceptional, but that does not excuse his treatment of you.

How truly unfortunate because he did try to get you to work together. How could he not see himself as part of the equation? Or perhaps there was a larger scheme at play that only he will ever be privy to.

He didn't seem to care about the end of the world when I talked to him. But he was downright obsessed with it when we were children, everything he did to us was for that. To get us to fight it together, so we could stop it.

I wonder what changed.

[ he's going over behind his desk, opening the drawer and taking out Reginald's journal. When he opens it, however, it's still as blacked out as it was in the ideal world since he doesn't know the contents ]

Guess it would have been too convenient if anything was actually on here.

Perhaps the pieces were not yet in motion that would cause him such worry. Perhaps he was more guarded around and older you than he would have been with his children.

[He puts his hands around Five's and closes the book.]

Whatever the reason, you have decided to take up this task because you desire it. Not him. Let this chapter close on your life though that does not mean do not look at it with a critical eye. But his role in your life is all but concluded, save for the time traveling of course.

[ He smiles at that, soft and a little sad, but definitely appreciative ]

I'm not losing sight of that. Though I suppose this whole deal has made be a bit more sentimental than I normally would be.

Like I said. I simply wish we could have understood each other sooner, and it's true his knowledge could prove useful to me now. But there's no point in dwelling on it.

Take heart he didn't have all the answers. He would have stopped the apocalypse himself if that was the case.

[He does lean forward and kiss his forehead. Or maybe lean up because now they are more equal in height.]

And perhaps you will find your answers. Perhaps you will not. But I can understand being a little more sentimental.

And as far as methods go I probably was more successful. I didn't need to kill myself for in last attempt at manipulation to bring my siblings together, at least.

I'll take my victories where I can.

[ there's a pause as he looks at him, considering ]

I don't need to go over my siblings or my own room. The attic is pretty much useless, as is the surveillance room. Both of those had things I wanted to avoid, not anything I wanted for myself.

We can head to the hallway with the family painting, and mom's recharging station.

Then we'll head to the observatory.

I will not push, but do you wish to see that wish you desired to avoid? Or is it simply reminders of the world in its actual reality?

It's nothing worth considering. Training and arguments with Dad, weapons and the apocalypse outside my window. I only wanted to avoid them because they didn't fit in my perfect life.

But they are part of me.

I see.

[He holds out his hand.]

To the paintings then.

[ he takes it, and teleports them back to the hallway - right in font of the paintings depict them - Emet and Five, and all of his family. And though he already knew exactly what to expect ... ]

Jesus that's embarrassing.

[Slinging his arm around his shoulder lazily.]

Truly? From the man whose wearing that ring?

[ He's called out immediately and of course he's embarrassed, but he's going to (unsuccessfully) pretend he's totally unaffected ]

You're the one that got on his knees and gave me a pair of rings, you don't get to make fun of me for wearing one of them.

I'm not embarrassed by my actions. And would do it again.

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