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[crossboundaries.insanejournal.com]

Who: Lyvus and visitors
Where: Just outside the dorms
When: Day 189, night
What: Downtime and getting chloroformed apparently

[Night is sitting outside of Corvus, making more needles out of bone. He's improved at bone carving, and is working on a fair variety -- mostly small and straight, but a few curved and one or two longer. Just chillin'.]

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[spiltbloodlines.insanejournal.com]

[some point before Aeon arrives I guess, coming out with two cups. Will be walking across in front of you before talking.]

Would you like any tea?

[crossboundaries.insanejournal.com]

Thank you. I'd like that.

[spiltbloodlines.insanejournal.com]

[hands you a cup, you will find the tea to be pretty strong]

Would you mind if I sat with you a while?

[crossboundaries.insanejournal.com]

I don't mind.

[moves over to give him room]

[spiltbloodlines.insanejournal.com]

Thank you.

[sits down, holding his own cup with both hands and just breathing in the steam for now]

[crossboundaries.insanejournal.com]

[likewise, huddling with it close to him as if to warm up with it]

[spiltbloodlines.insanejournal.com]

[sort of watching you out of the corner of his eye, but otherwise content to sit in silence]

[crossboundaries.insanejournal.com]

[tilts his head towards after a moment, watching back]

[spiltbloodlines.insanejournal.com]

[holding gaze for a moment, before breaking it to take a sip of his tea]

...I apologize. I didn't mean to make you uncomfortable.

[crossboundaries.insanejournal.com]

I'm not. I'm comfortable. You looked like you wanted to say something...

[spiltbloodlines.insanejournal.com]

Ah...no. [moment of hesitation] ...I suppose I'm just worried after yesterday, since you had such a strong reaction to your last memory.

[crossboundaries.insanejournal.com]

...[nods]

There's nothing I can do about it, though.

[spiltbloodlines.insanejournal.com]

About what happened in your memory...?

[crossboundaries.insanejournal.com]

Not yet.

[spiltbloodlines.insanejournal.com]

Ah...waiting for your wish?

[crossboundaries.insanejournal.com]

[nod]

...If nothing else, I'm here, so I can't change things there without it.

[spiltbloodlines.insanejournal.com]

...I see.

[crossboundaries.insanejournal.com]

So it comes back to the same thing as before, really. Nothing more.

[spiltbloodlines.insanejournal.com]

[regarding you quietly for a brief moment before speaking, doesn't really buy that the memory didn't change anything. But he doesn't want to push if you don't want to talk.] Alright.

[crossboundaries.insanejournal.com]

I'm just... tired now.

[spiltbloodlines.insanejournal.com]

[repeating what he said before, in a quieter voice.] Alright.

[crossboundaries.insanejournal.com]

[...sips his tea]

[spiltbloodlines.insanejournal.com]

[sipping tea as well]

[crossboundaries.insanejournal.com]

[comfortable silence for a bit then]

[spiltbloodlines.insanejournal.com]

[yeah, pretty much]