Bo stands up and watches as she walks out the door. She wonders about a lot of things. About the precise shade of eyes. About the taste of Valkyries and champagne.

You'll die in the blink of an eye, and She'll keep living for hundreds of years and forget all about you.

"Forget about it," Bo said simply. She looked at Hale. "I won't let you die. I would never let any of my friends die." A series of fics/drabbles set in the aftermath of Hale's death. Contains Valkubus/Kale.