Any time.
Where are you going ?
- I'm travelling too, Eugene just answered, as glancing to the suitcases.
Jerôme knelt before the other him.
- Thank you, he whispered, kindly, and a little bit sadly, too.
Eugene gave him a smile.
-I got the better end of the deal. I just lent you my body... you lent me your dream.
Jerome smiled back, and finally took his best friend in his arms. Eugene let a envelope fall in Jerome's pocket.
- Not until you're upstairs...
- I promise.
- I trust you.
Jerome started to climb the stairs, slowly, tring step after step not let tears slips from his eyes. As he was about to reach the last step, Eugene's voice resounded in the room.
- Vincent ?
He looked back, and damned himself for crying. It's just... He felt like he didn't hear that name for so long...
Eugene didn't notice the tears. Or pretended. Eventually, it didn't really matter...
- Yes ?
- Thank you.
- For the dream ?
Eugene shook his head.
Vincent aknowledged he wasn't the only one crying.
- For getting Jerome back on his feet.
A last time.
- Oh...
The back of his hand got the tears of his face, and he passed over the last step. Without looking back, he dropped :
- Any time.
And Jerome's glance staid focused up there, even a long time after Vincent left.
Outside, his back leant against the door, Vincent opened the envelope.
Thank you... getting Jerome back on his feet.
Yeah, I wasn't so sure I could tell you out loud...