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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'.]

Comments

[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]