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[ Cassandra's voice sounds nearly gone. And it sounds close- this is on the mental link, not her communicator. The communicator's smashed. (Many things are smashed, but this is voice, not video, thankfully.) She hasn't bothered to get a new one yet. ]

So if you were one of those shitheads who kept whining about how "oh, those Gods, they ruin everything", you're in fucking luck, because now three of them are gone. So if you had some sort of hang-up on Baphomet setting shit on fire, or Persephone and that flooding issue which, by the way, was her saving your asses, or with Dionysus- I, I don't know-

[ There's a brief pause. This hurts. She shouldn't be talking about it, and not in public. But she's already too far in. ]

You can just keep it all to your fucking self. It doesn't matter anymore. What a great time it is for you.

And- if you had some sort of problem with Rex, who knows what the hell that would be, and he doesn't come back- then you'd better keep that to yourself, too. Before I fucking rip your fucking mouth off.

[ There's quiet, for just a bit too long. Then, softly: ] What am I doing.

[ The feed cuts off. ]

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Sounds about right.

[ She clicks her tongue. She could make a joke about her Pantheon needing that, too, but she hesitates to call them a family. ]

Whatever. Thanks for the offer, I guess. [ A pause. ] You're a friend of Andy's. Right?

Yeah. Also her roommate, so if you drop by our place, you'll probably see me around too.

[ She switches settings to private- happy she's remembered to. It isn't a huge deal, but she'd rather not have Andy on her case later. ]

Can you keep an eye on her? She...she didn't know Rex was gone. Until I fucked up and did this. It's not like I know her that well, but I'm pretty sure she's not going to be in a good state about everything.

[ She sounds genuinely regretful. Andy didn't deserve to find out this way. ]

wait, the Rex you were talking about was Andy's Rex?

[ well, fuck. This isn't the kind of news Lester wants to hear, and his long, drawn-out breath is holding back more swears than he wants to say. It's less an indictment of what Cass did so much as ire at Rex's situation. Of all the people to leave her, it had to be her partner . . .

which is to say, their booze cabinet's going to be empty very quickly. ]

Yeah, yeah - [ he sighs, ] You're totally right.

Thank you. I'll keep an eye on her and uh, patch her up when she does anything stupid..

Of course I was. Who the hell else would it be?

[ She sounds somewhat agitated, but she can't stay with it, not when he's doing the right thing processing it this way. She couldn't have asked for him to say anything better, after all. ]

Yeah. She's going to need it. And- look, I'm not really close to her, but let me know if anything happens I need to know about. Seeing as we're...going to be keeping an eye on Martin, probably.

[ Not something she's ready to think about. ]

I don't know! [ His voice squeaks: ] But we had two Apollos, and two Nico's, and two Maxes - I've stopped assuming anything!

[ The nervousness dies down at what she says, because well. She's completely right. Lester can't imagine what Martin's feeling, let alone what Andy is. No one close to him (besides Max) has ported out just yet. ]

Of course. Knowing Andy, she'll probably keep close to Martin, but leave the hangover cures and the patching-up and the well, everything to me.

[ Lester can't see it, but she rolls her eyes out of habit- although she knows this is far from her biggest issue right now. She's at least comforted by Lester's willingness to help. ]

Yeah, I'm fairly sure I haven't gotten to that point yet in our relationship. She's going to need that. [ She and Andy have bonded over their shared care for Rex and Martin, sure, but Andy's age had come as a shock, for example. ] Thanks. Seriously. You can send alcohol or whatever, but help is probably all I really need right now.

Sure, leave it to me.

[ That much, he can promise. The alcohol had been a symbolic gesture, but keeping a close eye on his older sister and making sure she doesn't die (again)? He would've been doing that anyway. ]

I don't think anyone needs alcohol, but it's a comfort - I'll have someone deliver something more substantial later.

I'll save money for the tip, then, if you're so insistent.

[ That said? She prefers this sort of comfort than the comfort a lot of the people are trying to give. Lester isn't really forcing it, and he's doing something tangible- looking after Andy. That's going to be more useful than platitudes. ]

Anyway- like I said. Let me know if I need to know anything. But I assume we're both hoping that doesn't need to happen.

Yeah, of course. In this case, no news will be the best kind of news. [ a slight, momentary pause - ] Take care, Cass.

[ She doesn't like that pause- it implies some sort of pitying, to her. But she'd rather not comment on it. ]

Yeah, I'll try. You too.

[ And with that she closes the call. ]

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