Simon didn't know what would happen. It was possible that he would never see anyone again when this was over because he would finally be dead. He had wanted to die for so long but now that it was staring him in the face, he wasn't ready to say goodbye.
He had already sort of said his goodbye to Delia while Damien was fetching Maisie. He needed to let his descendant know how much this meant to him. How much he appreciated how hard he had tried all these years and how he had taken care of him. He had to get it out somehow.
"Thank you for everything, Damien. You too, Maisie. I love you both."
"We love you too," they said in sync before Damien spoke up gruffly. "Come on, let's get this over with."
Over with sounded nice. Even if he wasn't actually ready to die. There were so many people he loved that he hadn't been able to say goodbye to.
"Tell everyone else I love them too. Thank them for everything," Simon insisted.
"I will."
