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"The future is a funny thing." She's been offered glimpses of her future in the past - she was behind Klaus once, and the things he told her had been things she thought she could distance herself from, prepare for, at least until she went home and lived it for herself.

And then went home again to watch Elijah die in front of her.

"I'm sure Wonderland will give you the chance to experience it eventually. It tends to like forcing us forward into the future at times."

"I suppose you're right," he muses with a slight nod. "It does seem rather fond of messing with us, in every way it can."

"Indeed it is," she sighs, before shaking her head. "But I suppose it could be worse." Despite the fact that an event is literally around every corner, it seems like it's at less of a break-neck pace and far less personal than it is in their own world. "We could be stuck here with our parents."

He pulls a face at the idea of it. "Shut up, Freya. It might hear you and take it as a suggestion!" There's the bratty little brother everyone loves making the proper appearance.

She laughs, because she's well aware she's the only Mikaelson who actually wants to see Mikael again, most because she's the only child he actually still loves, but that's not important. It's just nice to see Kol acting more like himself again.

"There's probably more I should tell you, but I think I dropped enough bombs on you for one night. Unless you want to know more?"

"Well, you're the one with the future knowledge... d'you think there's anything else particularly pressing just yet that I'd need made aware of?" He asks with a sort of half-expectant look on his face. Because, well, he will always want more, but expecting her to recount the entire multiple years' worth of insanity they go through is a bit ridiculous, and important highlights are good. "Though, I suppose there are plenty more days to discuss more coming."

At least he can pocket the knowledge that his journey is not yet actually over. He does have something else waiting for him at home, even if it is a lot of things that he can't quite fathom just yet. Having a life after his (second, technically) death to look toward is a relief all its own.

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She isn't sure if she wants to get into all of it right now, but she reaches for her drink again, swirling what's left before she finally gets out: "Be careful, should Marcel show up." He hasn't yet, but that doesn't preclude the fact that he might, one day. "He's another one who's never forgiven me or Elijah for Davina, and he's not as harmless as he used to be."

Not that Marcel was ever truly harmless in the first place. Family is a thing that can wound just as easily as it can heal. But being an evolved vampire is certainly quite different than your average, every day vampire.

"There's a chance he could show up here and be a friend. At the same time, there's an equally high chance he may not."

"Marcel?" He echoes, shaking his head slightly. "Now that's someone I haven't thought of in years." They'd never exactly been on the level with each other, as it were. "Sounds like the future is full of a whole lot of the past." He muses, a mixed expression on his face, something half-amused, half-exasperated about it all already.

"Always is, unfortunately." There's a pause, then an amused look crosses her face. "You know, where things are at home now, I think this may be the first time in a long time that it's not the demons of one of our brothers coming to roost and causing our problems."

When she first awoke in New Orleans, the problems were Finn, Esther and Dahlia. Next came Lucien, Aurora and Tristan, followed by Marcel rightfully lashing out at them. In a way, the Hollow is refreshing. They get to be the wronged party for a change, rather than the one who wronged.

"We might have an odd view of what's refreshing in terms of horrors faced." He chuckles lightly, grabbing his drink from the table and finishing it off.

She grins before shrugging. "It's easier to effectively plot against something when it doesn't feel quite so personal." Her head is clearer and there aren't the emotion of betrayal and desperation in the mix quite so much. "It's probably why I'm ... content in Wonderland, as well. As messy as the events can be, it's not ... personal."

"Emotions make things so messy." He agrees with a nod. Especially vampire-emotions. Not that those in particular applied to Freya, but she was a Mikaelson and even as a human, those were more than hearty enough to get massively in the way.

"Content." He echoes, shaking his head. "Never would've thought our family could use such a word." Had they ever really been?

"Wonders never cease," she says with a small smirk. "I don't know if 'content' is truly the right word, given that I don't think I've actually experienced it before, but ... it's nice to have some consistency, even if that consistency is Wonderland's ability to be inconsistent."

"Well, it's close as we'll probably ever have to it, so I say it counts." he grins up at her. He may have a hell of a rollercoaster to be staring down, if he ever gets sent home, but something about knowing there is still more left to his story is satisfying to have in his pocket.

She smiles in return, before glancing to her empty glass and getting to her feet. "C'mon. I think there are better things for us to be doing than wallowing in the past slash future. And better things we could be drinking."

They should go have some fun for a change.

"All right," He sets his glass aside and gets to his feet to follow. "color me intrigued. What do you have in mind, sister?"

She smirks, before turning to head out of the room, gesturing for him to follow.

There will be drinking. There may be magical alcohol. Hopefully no one will die.

Fingers crossed.

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