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[It felt like dying. It felt like being caught inside a large, ringing bell and being unable to escape.

It was something he walked into willingly. And yet as it was happening, he wanted to stop, and yet he knew that he couldn't. To stop would mean the deaths of millions of others, and what's one life compared to that many?

Nothing, nothing at all. But...

Then the ringing stopped, but Luke barely noticed. Instead he was falling, falling until he fell not onto the hard floor of the tower, but the soft earth of another world. He loses consciousness before he's even aware of that.]

[Later, he can be found at the clothing shop and the item shop to pick up some things, and after a run-in with Sync and Ion, Luke had briefly visited his old apartment before he decided that he just couldn't stay. He sits heavily by the fountain, bent over with his head in his hand while the other hand holds on tight to the only item she'd left him.

He's a little hesitant to do this, and it makes him glance at his journal a couple of times, before he makes his decision. He opens up his journal, turns on the video function, and - clears his throat awkwardly first.]

This is how it works, right...? [Ah, right. He glances away and runs a hand through his (shorter, more unruly) hair before he gives the journal his attention again.] Um, hey. My name is Luke fon Fabre, and - and I was here before. I think it was just last week? It was a lot longer for me...

So... I'm back? And I'm sorry for leaving. I guess that's all I have to say...

[Except it's not, and it's just as he starts to shut the journal that he remembers.]

Oh yeah - [And he throws up a hasty filter.]

[Locked to House 1 residents (Nephry, Jade, Tear, Anise, Florian, Ion)]

Hey, uh... do you guys mind if I stay with you for a little while? It doesn't have to be for long or anything, I just - I need to find another place to stay. That's all it is.

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[The instant he hears her voice, there's a pang of something; guilt, happiness, he's not sure. He knows that the last time he heard her voice, she was trying despite everything to stop him from essentially ending his life, and all he could think about was how she told him she'd never forgive him if he went through with it...

But there's relief, too, when she asks him that question. He lets out an exhale of his own, eyes shut, and gives a gentle smile. That's good to hear... as is her voice now, soft and happy and not at all desperate and despairing.]

Tear... thank you. Are you sure everyone's going to be okay with it?

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I can't think of why they wouldn't be. [There was more than enough room for all of them, and if they had been willing to extend the invitation to Dist, why would Luke be denied? It would be silly to think about if she weren't feeling so relieved, even though that brought with it some feelings of guilt. She shouldn't be happy, but she was just a little...]

How are you feeling?

I'm -

[I'm alive when I shouldn't be. I'm happy I'm alive, but at the same time, I'm sad. None of the other replicas who gave their lives are here. Xion's gone, I broke down in her room, and all I have left of her is her ring. But I'm alive, and I've never been happier to be alive even if it hurts.]

... I feel kind of weird. A lot of stuff happened...

I'm sure it did. [The world Luke had returned to was not going to be any kinder, and she had worried about how he would handle it even though she knew those who returned from Luceti wouldn't remember. Just because he didn't seem visibly upset or angry didn't mean he wasn't, especially when she knows Xion has also gone home. He had returned without her.

Still, a part of her is relieved that it wasn't so visible, like it had been the last time they spoke.] Do you want me to come to you? Anything, I wouldn't mind.

[... Actually, Tear finding him sounds fantastic. She's practically one of his best friends here, and he still remembers the devastated look on her face being the last one he ever saw, and there's still a heavy weight on his chest from all that he's remembered from his time here.

He wants to see her, badly. And it's her offer that makes him realize it.]

... I'd really like that. I'm by the fountain right now - or we could meet halfway, or... something.

I'll come to you, just wait a little and I'll be there. [She's already standing and picking up after herself, just a little nervous about going to meet him. Luke hadn't said yet what the last thing he remembered was, so she had to look out for that as she nods and closes the journal.

She makes her way quickly toward the fountain, and when she spots the familiar red hair her lips form a small smile. He was really back.] Luke!

[The smile when Luke sees Tear is one of relief and happiness; she's here. And she looks happy and graceful, not crushed like he'd seen her just before he was pulled here. In all honesty, when she cried out for him and ran to him, Luke felt like dropping the sword, wrapping her up in a hug and letting her presence drown out everything else.

He couldn't do that, of course. But she's here, and she looks so much better off.]

Tear...

[Luke gets up to go to her, that smile turning into a grin as he gets closer, until it's enough to barely even stop before he wraps her up in the embrace he wanted to give before he was warped away from Luceti.

Everything's okay now.]

[The smile he offers her does wonders to lift her heart, feeling almost elated to see him so happy. Even with that, the sensation and warmth of his arms around her catches by surprise, and at first she doesn't respond further than her eyes widening, arms raising only a little through pure instinct to touch his back.

After a few moments, her expression softens into a true smile, though somewhere in the back of her mind she wonders what had just happened to him that he would be this way. There were a number of things she could think of, for now it didn't matter. He was here, real and warm and solid with his arms wrapped around her, a gesture she returns in kind as she rests her forehead against his shoulder.]

Welcome back. [I missed you.]

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