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[apuckalypse]

Of course! It's no problem at all. I bet Hunter will want to come and help too, once he hears. He really liked Hob. So it's not like I'll be leaving anyone alone.

[With Ciel around it'd be a trio of sons to help Rue feel more comfortable. Hopefully it'll make a dent in the loneliness they must be experiencing.]

Besides, you always say this is our home, too. So we won't be away from it really.

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[They do always say that, because it is so very true, but the fact that Casey so sweetly reminds them manages to draw a sad, wet little laugh from the owlbear.

They're all going to be alright. They will.]

Please, I would love to have you both come stay with me, anytime, for as long as you both like.

[apuckalypse]

That's how it's gonna be, then!

[He can probably coax Hunter to fly over with the frozen spider-bot, actually, so Rue won't even be alone for the time he has to leave and take them both to Peter for fixing.]

Come on, let's get comfy on the couch. I'll get us some tea and snacks, and we can put something on to make us laugh or cry or throw popcorn at the screen, whatever you want. I can brush your feathers?

[He likes it when Rue brushes his hair, and it's so very effective when he's feeling down. He can think of nothing better.]

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I would like that, yes.

[Honestly, being able to curl up on the couch with one of their favorite people and finally get a little rest would do Rue some good. Even now, their shoulders droop a little from their exhaustion and heartache. Being able to find some peace, even if it's only in their dreams, will make tomorrow much easier.]

Something that feels normal would be very much appreciated.

[apuckalypse]

We'll make it normal, then. The most normal day either of us can imagine.

[Even if it might be one of the worst days ever, even if the loss might feel insurmountable. For a little while, at least, he'll do his best to help Rue forget some of that grief, fill up the holes left by Hob's absence with love and support. It's nothing less than Rue deserves.

The moment they're settled on he couch, he climbs up to give their feathery cheek a soft kiss before he bustles about getting everything: entertainment, warm drinks and snacks, a cozy blanket nest, whatever they need. It'll be the best crying-into-ice-cream-tub party ever.]

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[The cottage won't ever feel exactly the same without Hob's boisterous voice echoing off of the walls or his perfect, furry cuddles that Rue so enjoyed sinking into every night, but Rue knows there is joy and love to be found within these four walls still. It just may take some time before they can fully see it.

The kiss is accepted as easy as anything, as physical affection always is between the pair of them, and Rue settles in for an evening spent at their son's side, ready for both cuddles and tears.]