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“So, how’s she doing?”
“Stable throughout; bit too much, actually. Haven’t seen anything of a blip or spike on the monitors since she went under.”
“Speaking of which, you’ve been going without sleep since at least then. Shouldn’t you be taking a break?”
”I’d…like to be there when she comes to.”
“Tch, think she’s going to recognize some ashy-grey husk of a man the fatigue’s turning you into?”
“She’s been able to pick me out with hardly a blink after I’d been boozed up with that canned mutation last Halloween. I’m sure some wear isn’t going to mask me all that much.”
“Yeah, well. That was probably because it was in the helpful context of your apartment, with you wearing the same clothes. And I’m sure there was plenty of blinking, at least initially.”
“…touché.”
“Look, if you’re going to keep up that vigil of yours, I’ll have to give you a throw for you to keep warm in. At the very least something hot to drink.”
“…I’ll have a cider, then, since you’re offering.”
“The spiked kind or the spiced kind, my dear sir?”
“The later kind, if you please.”
“Gotcha.”
“Hey…hey, P.”
“Hmm.”
“Thanks, for putting up with all this. It wasn’t any of your business, but you still helped out with everything.”
“Excuse me? If it’s your business, it’s going to be my business eventually in one way or another, you better get that through your head. Sides, this is kind of a big thing to be keeping within the family, especially if half of said clan is currently veggie-ing from a massive spiritual enema like that.”
“Got a point there…”
“Hey, don’t worry about it. You’re competent, and she’s strong; this’ll all work out.”
“Stable throughout; bit too much, actually. Haven’t seen anything of a blip or spike on the monitors since she went under.”
“Speaking of which, you’ve been going without sleep since at least then. Shouldn’t you be taking a break?”
”I’d…like to be there when she comes to.”
“Tch, think she’s going to recognize some ashy-grey husk of a man the fatigue’s turning you into?”
“She’s been able to pick me out with hardly a blink after I’d been boozed up with that canned mutation last Halloween. I’m sure some wear isn’t going to mask me all that much.”
“Yeah, well. That was probably because it was in the helpful context of your apartment, with you wearing the same clothes. And I’m sure there was plenty of blinking, at least initially.”
“…touché.”
“Look, if you’re going to keep up that vigil of yours, I’ll have to give you a throw for you to keep warm in. At the very least something hot to drink.”
“…I’ll have a cider, then, since you’re offering.”
“The spiked kind or the spiced kind, my dear sir?”
“The later kind, if you please.”
“Gotcha.”
“Hey…hey, P.”
“Hmm.”
“Thanks, for putting up with all this. It wasn’t any of your business, but you still helped out with everything.”
“Excuse me? If it’s your business, it’s going to be my business eventually in one way or another, you better get that through your head. Sides, this is kind of a big thing to be keeping within the family, especially if half of said clan is currently veggie-ing from a massive spiritual enema like that.”
“Got a point there…”
“Hey, don’t worry about it. You’re competent, and she’s strong; this’ll all work out.”
To be editted, possibly. Speaking of which, I should add updates some of the quotes of neat I'm collecting. For having such a specific context, Blind Watchers of the Sky has some pretty poetic lines. Or maybe I'm just being geeky.
