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[Seasons Greetings, residents of Keelai!]

[Quite the jolly sight will greet you today: a smiling Zatanna, dressed in an elf costume, waving at the camera as if this whole thing was a very normal occurrence for her.]

I'll keep this short and sweet.  

[Just like me, was the unspoken implication.  If only because she was reluctant to admit that, after all these years, she was still pretty short.]

I want to do a Secret Santa.  It'll be fun!  Just stop by anytime in the next couple weeks and drop off your name into this hat here...

[She held up the hat in question for all to see]

...and I'll distribute the names about a week before Christmas.  To give you enough time for shopping.

So who's in?



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[purrns]

Yeah, I'm one hundred per cent behind not talking about it.

[It already stirs up enough horrible feelings. He's pretty sure talking about it won't help. Or rather, his father has taught him well how to suck in his negative emotions and not deal with them healthily. He's got better at ignoring that, here, but this...this is still a rather colossal weak point for him. ]

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[Fair enough. Either she would get it out of him sooner or later, or else they'd have a fun time not talking. Because what was the point of a distraction if it wasn't fun?]

Works for me.

[If it avoided any more Soul Milk faces.]

You know where to find me. When you're ready to Not Talk.

[purrns]

[One day, we might find out what actually happened to his mother and he can talk about it. Miracles DO happen.

He gives a salute, it's a little more sad and bitter than usual, but it's there. ]

Sure. We can do a Not Talking thing any time.