cannot explain this

my nan was telling me about the time she met ewan mcgregor outside of his broadway show as she was walking down the street and he signed autographs for awhile patiently with his costars and when they got ready to leave all his costars pushed through the huge crowd and got into limos and oversized blacked out suv’s but ewan snapped on a bicycle helmet and got on a peddle bike and peddled home

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I cannot begin to explain what that entire segment with Lucretia did to my heart. There was never a fallout, there was never this big, dividing argument that split the group apart. They loved each other to the end.

They never stopped loving each other. They never stopped being each other’s family.

And Lucretia couldn’t bear their pain. She saw the way they hurt - saw them becoming colder, or sadder, or quieter - and she couldn’t take it. She chose to be alone for the chance to make them happy again. She tried so hard to make them happy again.

I don’t know if she’s aware that their individual happiness was limited - I don’t know if she knows how much pain they all faced eventually - but she must have seen them happy at the Bureau. Making friends, doing things they loved that maybe they’d stopped doing shortly before their memories were gone, making jokes like they used to - that must have been like coming home for Lucretia.

Lucretia loves her family so much.