![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
When it happens, when it takes them, they're together.
After, Cole doesn't know if Ben will remember. People didn't often remember the Fleet (though he did). He might not remember and if that was the case, Cole would have to accept that and go with whatever Ben wanted then. If he wanted to get to know Cole again, or just ask him to leave.
Sitting outside the Umbrella Academy, Cole watches them all for a while. He thinks Klaus will be able to see him, even if he doesn't want to be seen. He's fairly sure that One, Two and Three won't. Five seems more interested in his lifetime companion than anything else (paradox, time folded and knotted and compacted and confused) and Seven is... not there? Maybe?
He slips from the grotesque to the balcony and asks the window to open for him. He walks in, ignoring the screaming of emotions and impressions and the weight of history and instead takes hold of that thin, spider silk thread of affection and follows it.
Ben is alive.
Ben might not know he's alive. Ben might think he's dead. But They are alive, and while They live, so does Ben. And They're easy to find, so Cole follows that as well, whispering to the house to forget him for now until he finds Ben.
After, Cole doesn't know if Ben will remember. People didn't often remember the Fleet (though he did). He might not remember and if that was the case, Cole would have to accept that and go with whatever Ben wanted then. If he wanted to get to know Cole again, or just ask him to leave.
Sitting outside the Umbrella Academy, Cole watches them all for a while. He thinks Klaus will be able to see him, even if he doesn't want to be seen. He's fairly sure that One, Two and Three won't. Five seems more interested in his lifetime companion than anything else (paradox, time folded and knotted and compacted and confused) and Seven is... not there? Maybe?
He slips from the grotesque to the balcony and asks the window to open for him. He walks in, ignoring the screaming of emotions and impressions and the weight of history and instead takes hold of that thin, spider silk thread of affection and follows it.
Ben is alive.
Ben might not know he's alive. Ben might think he's dead. But They are alive, and while They live, so does Ben. And They're easy to find, so Cole follows that as well, whispering to the house to forget him for now until he finds Ben.
