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I wouldn't be surprised if he tried.

[talks about him like he's a naughty toddler]

I see.

[hesitating for a second!! but.]

...He'll be alright, Miss Throné.

[a pause.]

... I know. [she's just stressed out real bad]

I'm glad.

[he doesn't blame her for being worried at all but he is Concerned about her as well]

... The locks were to be expected. [it doesn't mean anything. probably.

it's just that she keeps looking at everybody, because she doesn't want someone to keel over of a heart attack this time.]

...I don't believe anyone here has the same health issues we've theorized Mr. Pearce must have had.

[there's just a very small frown at the name.]

Mm. [sorry she's just absolutely lame tonight because she is about to yartz from anxiety]

[noooooo after another moment:]

...I'm sorry. For bringing it up.

It's alright. It isn't you.

[she's a naturally paranoid person and after today she's about ready to climb the walls. bad headspace!!]

[nodding, but after another moment:]

But if there is... anything I can do. For you, as well.

... Thank you, Arthur.

[she really does appreciate it.]

I could use - tea, of some kind, if you can find it.

I'm sure there must be some around here... You don't have any preference as to the type?

Something relaxing, if you know the differences. I don't usually drink it.

[nodding before he zooms off, coming back with something herbal after a few moments. probably chamomile.]

[yaey!! she will take it... carefully... temenos is probably asleep on her shoulder at this point.]

... Thank you.

Mm.

[glancing his way for a moment]

...Did you think to bring any blankets or pillows?

[they did!! he's probably at least got a blanket on him]

... When he's more soundly asleep I'll get him a pillow.

He does seem like the type to be a light sleeper.

[this - makes her laugh a little, but.]

Not usually. He sleeps like the dead, normally. [...] But being injured can keep anybody awake, so.

Does he?

[surprising... but he nods.]

Ordinarily I'd be concerned he didn't make sure to treat himself properly, but...

[he trusts throné to have forced him into it]

[thinks about canon and gazes into space]

You don't need to worry about that. If he isn't taking care of himself here, I really will make sure his body is never found. [stop that]

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I am sitting right here.

[puts a chicken nugget in his mouth]

[continues talking with throné like nothing happened]

[ hateful both of you

eats his chicken nugget ]