Angel was quiet for awhile. There was a lot he could've said, but he wasn't sure how much any of it would help. Because the reality was, moving on was hard. Some things just lingered.

He thought Albedo seemed to do better when he was left alone to talk about these things on his own, anyway, and the topic appeared to have been closed for now.

He glanced over, noting the way Albedo had latched onto the notebook. There was no way anyone could have the heart to ask for that back. Especially since he had no great need for it.

"That's yours," he said. "If you'd like."