The two of them entered Julian's new office.
As soon as the door opened, Nick noticed that Julian's office was covered in even more mouths.
It was almost like the entire office was made of mouths.
The only place that didn't have any mouths was the chair in front of the desk and a small pathway leading to it.
Julian walked through the mouth-covered area, and the mouths seemed to phase through him.
Then, he sat down behind the desk, seemingly fusing into the domain of mouths.
Nick couldn't see Julian anymore.
"Come in," a chorus of friendly voices said.
Nick's eyes showed determination, and he stepped inside.
He had made his choice.
He had made his wish.
This was what he had chosen.
Regrets?
Guilt?
Fear?
Feeling any of that would be an insult to his choice.