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[visual] he's cleared all his things and he's put them in boxes

[Jason is in what used to be Sookie's house next door, sitting at the kitchen table. He looks confused and guilty, like he had committed a serious offense but can't remember what it is though he is determined to make up for it.]

Sook's gone. Like, taken by the aliens and won't be back no more gone. Loki's still gone too.

All the people I know best keep disappearing. What am I doin' wrong by the city?

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[ Oh Jason she knows exactly how you feel. Kaylee gives him a shaky smile. ]

Don't think it's anythin' you've done, bao bei. City just likes throwin' us all for a loop or eleven.

Want me to bring you anythin'?

[it's impolite not to smile back, so he does, but it's just as shaky]

I don't get it. Why do there gotta be loops at all?

Sook left me a bunch of food, so I got plenty to eat before it goes bad. Wouldn't say no to a beer though, and I can share some of this stuff if you want it.

[ Shaky smile is better than no smile. She'll take it. ]

Still tryin' to figure that out, and I been here a little over a year 'n a half now. Hamsters just don't like makin' things easy, for as much's they say they do.

Can certainly provide a beer or a few. Got a preferred place or time?

[ angel's been here almost two years now and he's seen most of his friends and those he considers family come and go. he's come to expect it with everyone by this point. there was no guarantee that anyone here would stay, and expecting them to was only setting one's self up for disappointment. that didn't, of course, mean he wasn't sad to hear that sookie was gone -- he was, and if this were visual and not voice, jason would be able to see the dismayed expression on the vampire's face. ]

You're not doing anything wrong. The aliens send people home all the time. Who knows why they do what they do, but I doubt it's got anything to do with what we are or aren't doing right in this place.

Nothing's wrong, at least not on your end. This is just what they do. [ whoa that sounds bitter. a beat passes, and she continues much more sympathetic and gentle. ]

I'm sorry.

Maybe Cain hasn't had the same manner of misfortune as Jason, but he can still relate. And in the spirit of commiseration, he can't let this broadcast pass him by.

"You're not alone, kid. Happens to all of us."

It's not your fault. It's all due to the aliens' method of selection which seems arbitrary at best. [ pause. ] I'm sorry. Sookie was a good person.

[ she knows this feeling, knows it too well, and the look on her face is sympathetic. she knew sookie. ]

Sometimes... they just do this, without any reason. It's hard, I know, but... we just gotta keep going, keep trying to make things better, trying to get back home with them. It has nothing to do with what we're doing right or wrong. It's the aliens. It's always the aliens.

Jason.

[There's a warning note in Don's voice. He's only been inside once but he knows that kitchen.

He looks on the verge of saying something else, instead shakes a cigarette from the pack on his desk. He keeps an eye on the tablet as he lights up.]

There's no doing right by this place.

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