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[conning]

This conversation isn't going to go anywhere. Not right now, and Neal is tired. He rubs his eyes. "Agree to disagree on the point of the wish, then."

Dry as a bone. A pause. "Why don't you wish for them to come back?"

[abrightboy]

“Wouldn’t that just let him off the hook,” Malcolm says.

[conning]

"Giving people their loved ones back?" He's so confused.

Wasn't he leaving? He was leaving. "Just. Think about it. I know you're not here for a wish, but you could still benefit. Or the world could if you want that instead."

[abrightboy]

“I do want that instead. I just. Don’t know what that looks like yet,” Malcolm admits, but he leaves it at that. He’s noticed Neal glance towards the door twice.