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[batricide]

[ He's been gone... a while. And it's been a while back home. A lot has happened. Damian should be angry when he wakes up back here, but when the alternative is waiting to be executed? He'll takke. ]

I'm going to need someone to bring me up to speed on what I have missed.

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[evite]

Yeah, I gathered that much.

[ but thank you for confirming. she gestures to the seat selections — of which the living room offers quite a few, depending on his preference. ]

You don't sound thrilled about that. The going home part or the coming back.

[batricide]

[ but what if i WANT to stand in your doorway like a lunatic, daisy?

no, okay. he'll be civil and take a seat on one of the armchairs. ]

The only good thing about going back is I saw Kara again. [ Not this Kara. Not - not the one he'd had the relationship with. Not that he'd even remembered it. ] ... Do you remember my mother, from Zezura?

[ it hadn't really been talia. but it had been close enough to her. ]

[evite]

[ that's weird, damian, don't do that. ]

Vaguely. [ she didn't exactly spend a ton of time with the woman in her fake memories. ] Why? Did you run into the real deal back home?

[ daisy wouldn't want to run into her mother either, so she can empathize even without confirmation. ]

[batricide]

Her. My sister. My grandfather. The real thing is significantly worse.

[ It's still hard to think about. The fact that he has a sister, the fact that Ra's is so willing to massacre the planet to achieve his goals. That he went along with it. ]

I betrayed them and when I return, I'll be executed at dawn for treason.

[evite]

[ well. fuck. ]

Damian. [ whatever gentle sibling teasing might have been in her voice has dropped away completely, leaving only concern as soft as a whisper, etched into the lines of her face. ] That's not — that's not going to happen.

[ he can stay. she's already made her mind up, the option will be there. for jyn and cassian, who have already died; for damian now too, who shouldn't have to. ]

[batricide]

It doesn't matter.

[ He was an idiot for going along with it in the first place. This is probably - no, definitely - deserved. ]

What matters is what's happening here and now.

[evite]

[ it does matter, his feelings matter, but she has a semi-professional expectation that telling him as much won't help things. if he wants to compartmentalize, he's going to do it, no matter what she or anybody else says about it. ]

Well.

[ daisy draws out the word, hands splaying out across her knees for a moment, a circle of red and silver on her left catching on the light from the windows. she eyes it briefly, and then looks back at him. ]

There was Zerzura, obviously. We're still trying to figure out how it connects, but it seems like whatever we did there had impacts here. Kind of like the blizzard-and-monsters thing in New Tokyo, only it's ... a shit ton of trees, I guess, which is good, because it seems like that's helping undo the damage Cassius' shit did to the world.

[ this is, admittedly, not daisy's area of expertise. she is mostly basing this information on what she's gleaned from news reports and from jyn's ranting. ]

I should probably also mention that there's been weird dreaming again. Like before we went to New Tokyo, only... randomly. It's happened to me a couple times now.

[batricide]

So Kovacs mentioned.

[ His eyes fall to the ring on her fingers. there's something to say here - congratulations, probably. but he doesn't know how to say that. or he does, but the words stick in his throat. ]

And Cassius?

[evite]

Quiet. [ she gives a little half-shrug of her shoulders. ] For now, anyway.

[ she doubts that'll be the last they hear of him. a power-hungry crazy robot doesn't just slink back into the shadows for good. ]

Someone threw up a recap over Christmas. [ a beat, and daisy slides him a link via implant to read over later. ] Or, I guess, a novel of a recap.

[batricide]

[ He skims it, even though it's probably sort of rude to just stop talking to read. ]

So we're waiting for the other shoe to drop.

[evite]

Basically.

[ she doesn't care. take your time, read your book. her chair is comfortable, and she's fully capable of entertaining herself in the meantime. ]

You want a drink while you catch up? We've got a little of everything.

[ beer, faux-russian vodka, weird variations of liquors... whatever. ]

[batricide]

Whatever's strongest.

[ damian you never drink don't do that. ]

[evite]

[ if daisy is supposed to be the kind of big sister who lies and says that beer's the strongest thing on the menu, she doesn't know it. besides, she doesn't think damian particularly wants her to lie to him.

so she brings him a gin and tonic, which isn't the strongest, but isn't watered down either. it's something. ]

Knock yourself out. [ a beat. ] I don't mean literally. But if you crash, the couch is comfortable.

[batricide]

I'll be walking home.

[ Probably. He rubs at his temples, taking the drink in hand. What a fucking nightmare. ]

I still intend on creating the Justice League here.

[evite]

Oh, shut up. [ she's not going to let him walk home after he gets himself shitfaced. ] You are not.

[ drink your juice, baby brother. ]

We can create the Justice League tomorrow. You don't have to do anything right now.