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[It's so perfectly Casey, so intensely honest and caring, that Rue can't help the laugh that slips from their beak.

He's right. There's a part of Rue who absolutely knows no one will care. It just doesn't quite erase their own fear, no matter how silly it may be.]

Then I think I will have to try a breakfast potato today. [and much more soft,] Thank you.

[He relaxes a bit at their eventual decision, pleased, though he would certainly have accepted whatever their answer was.]

We can get a big plate of it and share! If you don't like it, I'll bring the leftovers home. Oh, and I definitely need bacon. It's not breakfast without bacon.

Sharing would be perfect! And perhaps I will swipe a piece of your bacon.

[Or they'll just go nuts on the menu. It's been a long time since they've ordered out, the temptation of leftovers is strong.]

Here we are - [And indeed, it's just an old looking diner, fairly innocuous, but upon walking inside, the atmosphere is just utterly inviting and warm. A peppy server with a nametag reading Rosie sets them both up in a wide booth next to the front window, so as the sun rises, they'll be treated to the view of pretty shifting colors.

Rosie slides a pair of menus down on the tabletop, grinning at both of them:] Whatcha drinkin' this morning?

[Casey mocks a gasp - not his bacon! - and follows them in. It seems like a nice old place, not unlike the first diner he'd ever seen (a similar unexpected trip with Steve months ago). He settles into his spot and flips open the menu, scanning his options before lifting a hand.]

A really big glass of orange juice please!

[It makes Rosie laugh, but not unkindly. He's full kid mode today, no coffee.]

[Full kid mode Casey is impossible to deny. He's so effortlessly adorable.]

Just coffee for me please. Thank you.

[Rosie's still laughing as she slips away to get their drinks.]

And thank you, dear, for indulging me this morning.

[Casey shakes his head, scanning over the breakfast combos. Some come with heaping plates of pancakes, bacon, eggs... ooh...]

It's not really indulging... not like it's a chore to hang out with you. You're welcome, though. Thanks for inviting me!

[He's not even bothered by random 4AM wake-up calls. Better than surprise attacks in the middle of the night.]

Get whatever you like. And as much as you like!

[you could have pancakes for days, casey.]

To be perfectly honest, I had an ulterior motive to asking you out with me this morning.

[Casey flips down his menu briefly to grin at them.]

I knew it! [He did not.] What is it?

[With it still so early, the diner is just empty enough that somewhere behind the counter Rosie absolutely laughs at that excited outburst of his.]

Did you? Truly? [A little fake gasp that quickly turns into a happy chuckle.] I'm losing my touch.

[Casey's cheeks turn pink at both the callout and the laugh, hiding behind the menu once more, suddenly very fixated on pancakes.]

Well... I had a suspicion, anyway. You did text pretty early.

[They lay a paw on the tabletop, all too reminiscent of their first meeting, a tiny pinch at Rue's cheek as if they were trying to frown.]

Oh Casey, I must apologize for waking you up. I had so much on my mind and I wasn't paying close enough attention to the time. I did not mean to wake you.

[Very different from their first meeting, Casey's instinct is to drop a hand from the menu to rest it against Rue's paw. The conversation isn't serious enough for him to pull his attention entirely off the menu - food needs to be ordered still! decisions to be made! don't inconvenience the wait staff (even if they laugh at him)! - but he notices.]

Oh, don't even worry about it. It wasn't that much earlier than I usually wake up. And I'm pretty good at going back to sleep most of the time.

[As long as it doesn't involve nightmares. Mom texts are so much easier to settle down from.]

[The pinch disappears from Rue's feathery countenance, eyes smiling as their server appears to drop off their drinks - proudly proclaiming she's brought Casey's 'really big glass of orange juice' with a grin - and to take their order.

Without having even looked at the menu, Rue politely pushes it back over the tabletop towards Rosie.]

I'll have a large order of breakfast potatoes and a side of bacon, thank you.

[Casey gleefully chugs his juice while Rue orders. The glass kind of is comically large in his hands.]

I'll have the breakfast platter #2 please! With extra bacon.

[Once their orders are taken and Rosie bustles off, Casey is menu-less at last and gives Rue his full attention.]

You still haven't said what we're here for.

[There's no escape now.

Rue curls a paw around their mug - hilariously, far too small for their paw in comparison to Casey's giant juice - and looks down at their coffee.]

I've been thinking of what comes after this place.

[His eyes widen at that, all trace of humour vanishing into a quiet, curious interest, waiting for them to go on.]

[Rue's gaze jumps up to Casey at that, their beak clacking together at that shift in his expression.]

It is not so serious! I promise. I just don't know what to expect. How much will have to change. Who I will have to be.

[And then, relaxing a touch into the booth cushion.]

I was there with ADI for nearly ten months. Leo for eight, I believe. Donatello and Peter for seven.

Oh... I think I understand. You're wondering if we'll end up in another world, instead of going back to New York? Or is it New York that's worrying you?

[Both sound like they would be awfully daunting, especially for someone wary of having to hide again.]

Truth be told, it is New York itself. I - [a very controlled, very long exhale at that] I try not to think of us fleeing this world only to end up, yet again, in another.

[the thought is very stressful and rue will push it right back down as long as they can]

But I would like to know what you think of us all returning to New York after this.

[A heavy question, and one that has Casey staring down his orange juice for a long moment.]

I... haven't thought about it a lot, to be honest. It was just what I assumed would happen, because it's how it's supposed to be. Being with sensei, with everyone... it's all I remember. Where he went, I went. And I guess things are different now, in their world I could go anywhere if I wanted. Their world isn't... empty.

[Could he leave, though? Split off from the only family he's ever known - even a younger, more distant version - and explore? What would he do? He'd be so lost, still just a kid out of time, in a world he knows nothing about. Maybe it would be easier for everyone if he left. Maybe it would be okay if he stayed, and was just... lost, but with them, for a while. He doesn't know what to expect, or what would be expected of him.]

New York is going to be almost as much of an unknown to me as it is to you. Truth is, I don't care that much where we go. I just want us to go together, somewhere we can be happy. I don't think Leo and the others would want to go anywhere else, so... New York it is.

They are quite determined to return home, so New York it is.

[Not that Rue blames any of them - of course they want to return to their home, their family, their city - if Rue had such strong associations and ties back in the Feywild, they'd never be able to think about ever leaving.

But the fact of it all is that they don't. Their only family is here, with these children they love so dearly.]

I imagine Leo and Donnie and Raph will return to their home with their brother and father. And Peter too, of course, he would not leave Leo's side. I don't know if you plan to stay with them as well, but if not, you could stay with me, wherever that ends up being.

[Casey nods slowly. Wherever Rue goes...]

I did think about that a little. They have their lair, and Peter would stay with Leo, under the city. Hunter wants to come back with us, too. Him, and you, and Hob too- you'd have to hide, or live in the sewer. Because it's a human world, and you're not.

[He taps idly on his glass, then looks up.]

But what if we all lived in the Hidden City?

[Though a little sensitive in context, the conversation is far from stressful or worrying, so Rue isn't trying to hide the show of their feelings in the slightest. So there's no missing the way their feathery brow jumps up at the mention of Hunter returning with them - just two weeks ago he had said quite differently, has he since changed his mind?

That is a relief.]

I hold no love for the Hidden City. A place to hide those who are different, to put them in their place and tell them to stay beneath the surface. It is roomier, but it is still a cage. And after a lifetime of living in the sun, I fear I would wilt under the ground.

[to wake up without the sun shining in their window, to lose so much of the nature that has been such an integral part of their life, it sounds like rue's own personal hell.]

-But I understand that our options are slim there.

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[The situation with Hunter is more complicated, admittedly, and Casey's made some promises in that direction, too. But one problem to be tackled at a time.

At Rue's response, Casey ducks his head, wilting a little. It was done gently, but he can't help feeling chastised for a foolish suggestion. It'd felt like a natural solution, a place where yokai and mutants and non-humans could live free. He'd heard from the yokai of his world that it had its own merit and beauty. But it's true that it had no true sun or open sky.]

I-I'm sorry. I thought- I mean. ...It's easy for me to say... I grew up underground.

[He never wants to go back to eating leaves or rats, to fearing for his life every day, to running and hiding and fighting all his life. But underground? For his family, he could live underground again. That's home. If only it were that easy for everyone else.]

I don't... know where else to go, though. I don't know what else there is.

[Too passionate? Rue sees the way Casey deflates and they immediately reach for him again.]

No, my love. You did nothing wrong. Forgive me my heated response, it had so little to do with your suggestion and more to my hurt at the idea of another world that will be so utterly unaccepting of us.

[Truth be told, there's just no winning when it comes to New York. It is either stay glamoured on the surface and be allowed to have a real life going anywhere they want out in the sun or to be stuffed into the dark but allowed to be themselves. It's frustrating and Rue has been spinning in place the last month trying to figure out which would make them not go insane.]

It has been much on my mind as well. By all logic, the Hidden City would be where we should land. And let it be said, none of that is any fault of your own. We are the ones who must hide, you even offering to come with us when you could live on the surface and be free, it is far more than anyone should ever have to choose. Besides, being with you and Hunter, and being able to see the others is all that matters. Losing you all just to live a free life would be far worse.

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