Voice

[beyondback_up]

[a steady clacking sound, like a clock.

tick tick tock]

Home is where the heart is.

[a few more moments before the clacking stops.]

I'm back.

I missed you.

Comments

[filigrain]

I missed you, too, B... so much...

[beyondback_up]

You were so good Reiko, good. I missed you.

[filigrain]

I'm not replaced, then, B...?

[beyondback_up]

You are mine and I will Never let you go.

[shiftyblond]

And here I thought you were gone for good.

[beyondback_up]

Mihael.

[shiftyblond]

Beyond.

[beyondback_up]

The son of God.

[justitiae]

The quality of the heart is debatable.

[beyondback_up]

Do you remember the funeral L?

[justitiae]

Yes.

[beyondback_up]

Why did you-

It is illogical. L, why are men created in god's image?

[gamesandguns]

Home is where I lay my PS3.

[beyondback_up]

Your home is a prison, truly. Four walls and openings all around yet you cannot willnot leave.

[gamesandguns]

But technically, if your home is where your heart is, isn't it just trapped behind your ribcage? Hm. Unless you.

Actually, no. Don't want to know.

Nope, I'd rather not leave anyway. See, that's the lazy thing, B.

[beyondback_up]

If I like a heart I take it. Home, it moves, beats. Changing- heart's don't break they crack.

You already know.

It's lazy they say. Some call it... fear.

[silverslaughter]

Whether that be inside your own body, or not?

[beyondback_up]

Ha ha ha.

My heart beats in my belongings. So they don't forget.

[silverslaughter]

You are a unique individual. That really is best.

[beyondback_up]

I am very greedy Doctor.