[ Honestly, Blue's lack of pep is refreshing. One thing he's tired of above all else is the majority of this city constantly acting like the "everything is fine" dog meme when shit goes south. Being around someone who looks about as done as he is, that's what he wants. Not being tip-toed around and coddled by hot multiverse grandpa--though sure, being held at night while he was feeling his most fragile was pretty great, but that's besides the point.

There are so many different cans of weird open right now that he's not even sure he can be fucked to be concerned about all of them at once. One social disaster at a time. ]

I mean it's alright, but they totally missed the mark on the oil to cheese to tomato ratio. Pretty good on the garlic, though.

[ He says as he if hasn't immediately started walking in that direction. Pizza's always a good go--and he's not going to be able to just get pizza on his own from now on, it occurs to him as he walks and talks. Damn. ]