Touch me again and you won’t have any arms…. Wait, what? Why am I doing it? It’s your plan!
I’ll keep that in mind. Oh, I have things to do, dearest Katie. I’m sure you understand.
[disappears without a moment’s hesitation]
I… Nothing. She’s been dead for two years, everything I could come up with requires her to still be somewhat fresh. I mean, all the tricks I used were done on the cusp, not after two years.
Dammit. Your plan it is.
[pats Katherine’s awkwardly]
Great! My ingenuity has finally been recognized. Let me know when you get in contact with the guy, yeah?
Some effort? We have to find a way of talking to the bloody Grim Reaper, Peter! And then get him agree to give Amber a second chance! I mean, for fucks sake, do you really think for a second that this is a good plan?
What do you got?
Oh, I’ll have to use those some time. Really? That’s your plan? Wow… You know, I always questioned your sanity, but now I think I should have been questioning your intelligence.
Please. Your inner Karen has probably died of neglect by now.
So as long as you credit me. Hey, it’s a decent plan, alright? It’ll just take some effort to pull off.
I don’t doubt it.
It’s less that I’m willing to go through it and more of I literally can’t find ways to care less about what they think. I stopped caring a while ago. Apparently we are. I take it you have a plan?
Speak for yourself. The only feelings I try not to have are… different.
The joys of not having any familial relation to Ms. High and Mighty and her husband, Scrooge. I have an idea. We’d have to get to Death himself and have a little chat. How one goes about making an appointment for that sort of thing is beyond me.
If this is the bit where I’m supposed to channel my inner Karen and pretend to give a shit, I’m checking out.
I don’t care about her parents. Never have, and I don’t plan on starting now. Why should I care?
Oh please. I’ve made no effort to hide the fact that I do care about people. You, on the other hand, seem to like the aloof facade.
I never said you did. I just said you’d be shouldering the same burden of being annoyed to no end by them for the rest of eternity if we go through with this. But I think that’s a consequence we’re both willing to go through with by the looks of it.
It suits me. There’s really no room for any other facade with me. Yet you try your best to not have these feelings. But unfortunately we’re all human and caring is a side effect of such.
Sounds like a personal problem to me.
Aw, you do care. That’s precious.
It’s cute how you think that you won’t be shouldering the same burden.
That’s the pot calling the kettle black, sweetheart.
… Eleven. But I’m already sure you’re okay with that, so does it matter?
Of course you are. You know, if I didn’t know any better, I’d say you actually liked Rose. But you don’t like anyone.
Thing is it wouldn’t be just her resentment I’d have to deal with. Piper and Adam would be less than pleased.
I’ll own up to that much. Rose was my partner for a while before I decided to leave, so I admittedly warmed up to her. And Amber’s always been a good kid, so it didn’t feel obligatory to like her.
It’s not like her friends are dead, Peter. I have no idea if anything is left for her there outside of Paige, and Joey, and Teller, and Thompson, and possibly even Rose, if you consider the fact that she did offer her a position. So she’s got a place to work if she wants it, a place to stay if she wants it, and even if she doesn’t, friends to help her out. Assuming they’re all still willing.
You’ve seen what I can do.
Hm… On a scale from one through ten, how much do you think she’ll resent us if we send her back?
I’m more impressed by Rose, if I’m being honest.