[It's sooner than he thought it would be, but a lot has taken him by surprise in his lifetime.]
I wanted to spend the rest of my life with you but the rest of my death works out just fine too, I figure.
[And this solves the issue neither of them had wanted to address, the issue of age, of those thirty years that stretch between them. Even if they had managed to work around the timeline issue, Ford would still probably have left Fiddleford behind a lot sooner than either of them were ready for.
He places a hand over Ford's on his cheekbone. He's glad that even in death he got to keep his sideburns, even if they came with the beard he hadn't found time to shave. It's kind of growing on him, no pun intended. Makes him feel just a little more like a respectable backwoods folk singer.]
And, hey. No time here. You can't tell me not to play my banjo after eight. You can't tell me not to play my banjo ever again.
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[It's sooner than he thought it would be, but a lot has taken him by surprise in his lifetime.]
I wanted to spend the rest of my life with you but the rest of my death works out just fine too, I figure.
[And this solves the issue neither of them had wanted to address, the issue of age, of those thirty years that stretch between them. Even if they had managed to work around the timeline issue, Ford would still probably have left Fiddleford behind a lot sooner than either of them were ready for.
He places a hand over Ford's on his cheekbone. He's glad that even in death he got to keep his sideburns, even if they came with the beard he hadn't found time to shave. It's kind of growing on him, no pun intended. Makes him feel just a little more like a respectable backwoods folk singer.]
And, hey. No time here. You can't tell me not to play my banjo after eight. You can't tell me not to play my banjo ever again.