/Maybe it can still serve as a nice paperweight or conversation piece./ [It would be like them; the masks are proof enough of the things they'll leave around for others to find.

Time. Ginia's smile wavers slightly as she remembers Ripper's words. Things change so easily and she's loving a dead man. But no, if the amount of time is uncertain, then all they can do is make the best of it.] /Thank you, Helios, it's good to hear that from you./

[A nod, a strengthening of her smile. One way or another, she would continue to check up on him and make sure he wasn't pushing himself too much.] /Later then. I'll hold you to that./

[Her foot is pulled out of the doorway.]