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It's been more than an hour since the sunset, but Elle hasn't moved since she climbed onto one of the rocks near the lakeshore in the midafternoon.

Really. She has not moved. Other than blink, Elle hasn't moved her eyes, her hands, hasn't resettled on the rock's rough surface or follow the line of the tide. Curled up against the stone, she'd simply laid down, facing the water, too still to be even waiting for something.

Someone with a typical set of senses might not even notice her.

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"Maybe Castiel can help," X says, after a moment of thought.

"Or Tom Riddle."

Elle considers it.

"I can ask them."

Beat. "I don't know if Castiel... works like that."

Maybe it's because she's seen more of what Tom Riddle can do, but whatever an angel can do is a lot more nebulous for Elle.

"I do not know, either," X says simply.

Because it is true.

"But he knows many things. And people talk to him."

This pause is longer.

"I do not see John much, anymore. Constantine. But he knows many things, too."

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Elle nods.

Then, "Who made your badge?"

"Tim," X says, after a moment of careful thought.

She wants to make certain her report does not contain merely hearsay.

"Hunter."

Beat.

"He does not come here anymore."

Well, so much for that.

"I guess I could just join security."

And then Elle suddenly covers her mouth with her hands, as the joke and smile that followed it had slipped out without any thought to them.

X's own barking cough of a laugh is a surprise to her, as well.

She blinks, startled, for a quick second.

Then --

"You could try."

X does not look very dubious.

"I've probably broken the rules too much."

Though at least when it comes to violence, most of the people Elle might attack now are dead.

.. as helpful as that is.

X considers this, head tilting very slightly.

"I do not know if that is problematic."

Beat.

"Many other members of Security have broken the rules, too."

In case Elle is curious.

Elle hesitates, then gives a small shrug.

"Maybe," she murmurs.

Beat. Then, there's another, very small smile.

"I probably need a better reason than wanting a badge."

"It would make things more convincing," X allows.

Then, carefully, she leans over and bumps her shoulder against Elle's.

Just because.

Elle returns the gesture, the small smile not fading entirely.

Then, without any sort of hesitancy, "Thank you."

X looks startled again, but also pleased.

"You are welcome."

Always.

X just might lack the words to make that clear.

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