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[death_glare]

[ If Grell had expected William to be oblivious to her activities, she was sorely mistaken. He'd come from his office multiple times that day, looking to have a word with her about proper office behaviour, timely submission of forms, and the coffee carafe from the break room, that she'd happily emptied but failed to refill. Each time, he'd been met with an empty desk, even though he'd seen her minutes before. And when questioned, Knox just brushed him off like it was no big deal - he'd finished his own work for the day and wasn't staying overtime, big plans for the evening and all that.

So, the next time William caught a glance of bright red slinking past the frosted windows of his office, he made an executive decision - quickly teleporting himself in the doorway of the office, appearing just before she attempted to leave... ]

And where are you sneaking off to this time?

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I don't see how it could be manageable.

[ He joins Grell's gaze in watching Rosalind. ]

Unless...

[ He trails off, shaking his head and returning his attention to the meal in front of him. ]

[untodeath]

[ Grell's eyes dart to William, for there is only one way she can think of to make it all work; however, without him, she'd have reservations. ]

Unless?

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[ He shakes his head, once more. ]

Nothing. It would end up being just as difficult.

[untodeath]

If I'd have the both of you, I couldn't consider it so...

[ Reaching out, she settles a hand atop his.]

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I will concede and say that having two parents is the best option for her, however, there's also the matter of new housing and a new source of income. And the fact that we would be unable to ever be forgiven.

[ Not that he had much to look forward to, anyway. He'd contemplated disbanding before, but all the factors he'd listed had held him back. William doesn't take her hand, but he doesn't move his either. ]

[untodeath]

I never cared about moving on, darling. There's no one waiting for me.

[ Realization hits then, creating enough pause that she pulls back. ]

Ah, but. Your family.

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[ A pause, his brow furrows as he looks down at his half eaten salad. ]

No. There is no way for me to see my daughter again. And my ex-wife... I believe she'd be better off without me.

[untodeath]

[ While she clearly doesn't know his story, Grell can sense his pain. It doesn't seem the time to inquire about it, either - and so, she falls into silence, too, if for just a moment. ]

Well. It may go without saying, but you're the only reason I hadn't considered leaving, myself. You're a once in a lifetime love, my darling.

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If that's what you wish to believe, I obviously can't change your mind.

[ He returns to his coffee, needing a sip of the obsession before he continues on. ]

However, I cannot press enough how difficult this will be. Do not let your fantasies cloud that fact. Along with what I mentioned earlier, you have to be ready for when finds out what we really are- and what happened to her mother.

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[ Grell huffs. Part of her wonders why she bothers sometimes - but the remainder of her shamelessly revels in it. ]

And for her to-- inevitably grow old while we cannot... [ She shakes her head. ] I cannot say why, but I would suffer it rather than be rid of her.

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Certainly, it is a difficult choice to make.

[ Putting his hand out before her, she curiously grabs at his fingers, trying to take one in her mouth to teethe on. ]

You are scheduled tomorrow, yes?

[untodeath]

[ Despite the ever present worry to her brow, Grell watches them with fondness in her eyes. Finally, she must force herself to eat that first bite - and her stomach urges her to continue.

Initially, she hums in confirmation, until she's swallowed down her food! ]

I am, yes. What do you have in mind?

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[ He can't believe he's about to say this, but if they're going through with this, then they need time to plan. ]

I want you to call out sick.

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[ Nor can she! The shock value leaves her snickering, which she must stifle behind a hand! ]

I'm sorry, it's just-- I never would've dreamt you to say such a thing...

[ Apparently, she needed that! With a steadying sigh, she reaches to take up her coffee mug. ]

Alright, yes, it would be my pleasure to call out.

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[ He'll frown at her regardless. ]

Nor would I. Though, I suppose it's nothing compared to what we're planning on doing. Which first, we will need to locate somewhere to stay.

[untodeath]

[ Her eyes brighten. ]

We're really doing this, aren't we? [ And with sitting just a bit taller, she nods! ] Mn, a different ordinance would be most wise, don't you think?

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Don't make me second guess this, or you may be on your own.

[ But he's said this much, it's obvious he's made his mind up. ]

Certainly out of London. Perhaps even another country entirely.

[untodeath]

[ Noticing Grell's excitement, the baby begins to babble along with them. The redhead chuckles a bit, reaching out to dash a finger along one of those chubby cheeks. ]

What of New York? With the influx of immigration and all that, I imagine it would be difficult to track us there.

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Hm.

[ He thinks on it a moment. It really is a city that suits both of them well. Plus with the abundance of housing complexes, they'd be sure to find something available to "rent out". ]

That should do nicely. Though we cannot teleport that far. We'll need to take a ship. One you won't go crashing, this time.

[ Cause getting hit by an iceberg was totally her fault. ]

[untodeath]

[ Well, that has Grell beaming! She had a brilliant idea - and even if she didn't crash that ship, that would be quite the feat, so why not be proud of it? ]

Perhaps Rosalind and I can do a bit of research tomorrow, mm~♥?

[ She very gently squishes that cheek between her fingers - which just prompts some drool to dribble out of that corner of the baby's mouth. ]

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I will attempt to pack what I can. We will have to leave most things behind. Thankfully, I have a decent amount in savings. I will need to get that exchanged if we're to purchase anything in America.

[ Should he be making a list? Gosh, he can feel the headache coming on, already. ]

[untodeath]

I have... some.

[ Ah, and she tries not to wince while saying so. She's never been very good at saving for long, not when there were shiny new things in cosmetics and clothing to buy... And now, she'll certainly regret that. She sighs. ]

Do you really think we'll manage this all tomorrow? How daunting...

[death_glare]

No. But, we need to get as far as we can. We can't go taking multiple days off. It will look suspicious. If only because Knox will go around asking everyone if they know what's wrong.

[ He should feel bad leaving the boy alone in Dispatch, but management couldn't possibly leave him that way for long. ]

[untodeath]

Ah, Ronnie--

[ It's only just registered that they'd be abandoning him, as well. ]

If such a thing does happen, we can use it to our advantage, however; I'd already made a bit of a spectacle today, after all...

[death_glare]

And when are you not?

[ Gosh, and he's willingly running off with her, too. What has this tiny child done to him!

Finishing up the rest of his meal, he blots his mouth off on the napkin Grell'd given him with the plate. Then he's quick to excuse himself from the table. ]

I trust you can manage tonight. You got a fair amount of sleep.

[ He pats Rosalind on the pet before exiting into the living area to collect his things. ]