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[lakebrat]

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[lakebrat]

"Falcon's still coming?" His ears prick up. "Does he stay on the grass, at least?"

[cybermask]

"More respectful than we've been."

[lakebrat]

"Hey." He leans in a little, reaching to touch her arm. "We did our best, right? We are doing our best."

Above and beyond, in her case.

[cybermask]

She looked him over. "Yeah." She rubbed her eyes. Gods she was tired. "How's he doing?"

[lakebrat]

"Better." Aware that the very grass beneath their feet and the air around them are part of Ren's mind, he doesn't go into too much detail. "It helps him to have someone to talk to about other things. Someone to draw him out."

He rolls the dice, takes a gamble. "You could help with that, you know. If you were at home some of the time. He misses you."

[cybermask]

"I think you've got it handled. I've got this. We still don't know if someone will show up, and I don't trust the others." She shrugged. She looked over the food, pretending to look for something to eat.