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[ welp. ]

In your defense, you totally didn't mean it. [ her mind-reading is not up to par. in fact, she assumes that since he put the alternate timeline thing together, he's probably wondering how the hell alternate-josh did this.

whoops. ]

I didn't... [ Except he puts two and two together quickly enough, and the confused repetition's derailed before it really gets off the ground. The pause is probably long enough to merit wondering whether or not he's hung up, and when he finally speaks up again, the accusatory note's completely gone from his voice. ]

Oh my god. [ It's heavy, apologetic, and a moment later: ] Sally, I'm so sorry.

[ Because bizarro Josh's mistakes are clearly his fault, right. Guilt aside, it goes beyond that: sorry she has to deal with it, the curse, the pain of the shift. Which begs another question, somewhat abrupt: ] How long... ?

Like... six days ago? [ how much should she tell him? ] I guess Aidan didn't show you that room - the one under the hospital? And you ran out of time, so I took you down there. [ she lets out a breath of laughter, because: ] I mean, I had to walk in on your bang-off with Nora to do it, but hey.

[ "Bang off", thank you Sally. ] Why wouldn't he— [ This time he cuts himself off, quick and deliberate. He hadn't asked about the details of her time travel adventures back at home for a reason. Being a little too involved with his own problems, for one, but actual reasons— better to focus on the reality you've got, right? ]

You haven't turned yet. [ It's a rhetorical question, and he's already distracting himself from dwelling by taking the practical approach; work out a system, help her deal. ] You can use the abandoned floors. The unassigned quarters don't really lock, but the storage rooms are secure.

[ smart boy, josh. ]

The abandoned floors, [ she echoes. ] Which ones are those?

It changes every month. It isn't safe to wander too far off into the ship, so I usually stick to two floors up from whatever's occupied. [ A slight pause, and the objective approach loses some steam, concern slipping back into his tone. ] Are you— [ Scared. It's a stupid question, and the only reason he almost asks it is because this is Sally. Sally's dealt with worse, right? She's died how many times, decomposed right in front of them—

But she watched him shift, too. Knows how much he's hated it. Going by his example, there's nothing about it that isn't terrifying. ]

I can go with you.

What, like turn together? [ that seems like a great idea, but it also seems like a disaster waiting to happen. ]

Yes, like turn together. My shift doesn't line up with yours, but... [ Well, you know. Superwolf. ]

[ wow, she... almost forgot about Superwolf, she's been with regular Josh for so long. ] That sounds great. [ she sounded a little too relieved there, so: ] I mean, not great, but. Better.

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It'll help. [ Big talk, all things considered. It's terrifying no matter what, and you still feel alone, but at least company makes it easier to pretend otherwise up until the change starts. ] What about Aidan?

Don't tell him? [ the request comes too quick, so she pauses deliberately before she tries again. ] It's just... kind of complicated. He'd want to know how and why, and that loops back around to a whole bunch of things I'd feel so much better if he just didn't find out about. [ she knows this is weird, that they usually tell aidan everything. it's doubly weird for her, she and aidan have had zero secrets for weeks now. but that's not this aidan, and everything's just one big stupid mess to try and explain. ]

[ There's a long pause. When he responds, there's no judgment in his tone, though he doesn't sound particularly thrilled. ] You know he's going to find out anyway, right? After you change, maybe before. He'll be able to smell you.

I know. [ she grudgingly admits, and judging by her tone she's probably tucking her knees up to her chest. ] Just... let me have this, okay? Even if it is for like two weeks.

[ His official opinion at this point is that secrets are total bullshit, but it's not like he's one to talk. He knows what it's like to keep this one, and that sympathy's enough to quiet any uncertainty. Her curse, her secret. If she wants a few more weeks of "normal", he's not going to take that away. ] Deal. Just promise me you'll keep me in the loop, alright?

You'll know as soon as he finds out.

[ a beat, then a little more awkward. ]

Aaaalso, do you know a kid named Stiles? Like, is he harmless, or...?

[ Wait what Sally's talking to other people hold the phone ]

That can't possibly be a real name.

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