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Jonathan. On his bed, awake. Staring at the ceiling. Bored.

...Maybe it doesn't have to be.

"...What?"

-- see, because Warren was dead too, and now -- and Tim was dead, only okay that was different, but you're a magician too, that's got to count for something --

"Warren got his original body back", Jonathan points out, but there's hope growing in his eyes.

Right. We'll need ...

*Andrew fumbles in his pockets for the ubiquitous notebook and a pen.*

"I've actually never tried anything like this", Jonathan admits.

*Andrew pauses, then grins up at him -- the old Let's Try Something Crazy grin.*

Me neither.

And Jonathan can't help grinning back.

"Let's do it."

*Andrew offers a handshake to seal the deal.*

Jonathan shakes his hand without hesitation.

*And if Andrew holds onto Jonathan's hand a little longer than he needs to, and grips it a little tighter ... well, maybe that's understandable.*

We're going to do this. Somehow.

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