[Markus wakes up sometime later. After stretching (and simply laying there for a good ten minutes or so) he wanders out of the storage closet and heads back up into the office.
The Once-ler seems to have already woken up, judging by the fact that he was sitting in his stupidly grandiose chair.]
M: “Well hello, darling.”
O: “Hello, yourselllf. Can I help you? Is there something you neeeed?”
M: “We simply.. need to talk.”
[Markus brings himself closer to talk to the other man, the two having a conversation that only they can hear. Throughout it, the Once-ler seems absolutely incredulous and in disbelief, much to Markus’ chagrin. The incubus gestures to him, seeming to request something. Slowly, the green-suited man stands, keeping a close eye on the demon, even as the shorter male leans to touch their foreheads together.]
[They stay like this for a few moments.
Once Markus pulls away, the Once-ler sort of collapses back in his chair, eyes wide.. before he leans over the desk, head in his hands, soon sobbing openly.
He had his memory back.]
