[ Ah, that voice. His wicked little grin goes wider as he turns to face her. ]
Well, well. Look who's finally met her match topside.
[ It's uncalled for, what he says next, but he's so, so far removed from the man he used to be that it's a distant memory, and the flicker of peace that Waverly's mercy kill gave him has long since passed.
Bobo holds out his arms, as if offering Wynonna the world, and like he's ready to embrace her. ]
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Well, well. Look who's finally met her match topside.
[ It's uncalled for, what he says next, but he's so, so far removed from the man he used to be that it's a distant memory, and the flicker of peace that Waverly's mercy kill gave him has long since passed.
Bobo holds out his arms, as if offering Wynonna the world, and like he's ready to embrace her. ]
Welcome home, Wynonna.