[They could run. They could leave. Leave everything behind—like they were going to anyway, weren’t they? One way or another.
[Something in Basil’s gut lurches.]
Th… that’s right, Sunny. [He tries to take a step; can’t. Ignores it, ignores it, ignores it—] We can run… j-just you and me....
[There’s an ugly tap behind them, the vendor’s nails on the table. The future must be revealed, the vendor says, or maybe that’s Basil’s head; either way, surely Sunny hears it, too....
don’t tempt them—
[Maybe, maybe, maybe, maybe, maybe…]
[They could run. They could leave. Leave everything behind—like they were going to anyway, weren’t they? One way or another.
[Something in Basil’s gut lurches.]
Th… that’s right, Sunny. [He tries to take a step; can’t. Ignores it, ignores it, ignores it—] We can run… j-just you and me....
[There’s an ugly tap behind them, the vendor’s nails on the table. The future must be revealed, the vendor says, or maybe that’s Basil’s head; either way, surely Sunny hears it, too....
[Basil gulps.]
That’s… all there is to it....