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Jack returned to Metropolis without really thinking about it, then decided that he had no real reason to, and didn't feel like doing anything in there, particularly.

So he parked on an empty road in the outskirts, and proceeded to sit in the back of the Coraline and drink.

Mind you, it's not really Jack anymore. The skirt and bare head aren't really Jack-things, and the singing is very definitely a woman's voice.

Tipsy and maudling, Ruth Hollins sings to honour her dead lover.

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Another smirk, conceding the point. "Iris liked it."

[theresnodoor]

Rachel lifts an eyebrow.

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"For whom the wake," she explains.

[theresnodoor]

Blue eyes widen slightly and Rachel nods, slow. Uncomfortable with responses, but not the topic of death. Just-- not entirely sure what to do with a mourner.

"...you all right?" she asks, tone slightly gruff.

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"Nay," Ruth says, quietly.

"Though I shall be."

[theresnodoor]

Another nod.

Weight shifted from side to side, only slightly but enough to notice.

"Do you need anything?"

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"Nay," Ruth says, and shoots Rachel a small, genuine smile. "Though I thank you for the offer."

[theresnodoor]

Rachel shrugs, though the gesture is awkward. She catches herself in the middle of it, the automatic response of a child and tries to stop it. It only seems to heighten her discomfort.

She nods instead, finding that to be more gracious, and says quietly, "I should get going."

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"Aye."

Ruth certainly doesn't begrudge her that. She adds, quickly, though: "Seen you Jo since Christmas?"

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"Once."

For a conversation that was more uncomfortable than anything else. But now that the name's been planted and Rachel realizes exactly how long it's been since she spoke to Jo, she fixes Ruth with a worried frown. "Why?"

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"I have not," is the reply.

"Things took me away. I shall see her soon."

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"Oh."

Jo might be worse, might be better. Rachel hasn't had time to check. Maybe that makes her a bad friend, but there had been other things, distractions. Things she thinks Jo might forgive.

Maybe.

Rachel shifts, gaze now drawn down the main road that leads back to Metropolis. "She'd probably like that."

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Ruth nods. Though she also rubs a tear away from her eye.

"I know I shall."