Oh-- uh... I don't... want to put you out, or anything...
[ hesitant, but slowly approaches ]
[ hesitant, but slowly approaches ]
[Planning to duck in this time without alerting anyone]
[Maybe not?]
[But he's knocking anyway]
[But he's knocking anyway]
[He hauls the broken mirror up again, to put the wrecked frame backstage, out of sight from the mannequin-Cobalt]
[Then he looks around the room again, nods, and heads out to go deal with some daemons]
[Then he looks around the room again, nods, and heads out to go deal with some daemons]
[Sidling in with the lamp after the behemoth battle, just looking for a clear spot to put it since he figures this is where lamps should go]
[Oh]
[Oh no]
[Well, if this part of Cobalt's heart recognizes him, surely it must expect the way he goes still and stiff, hair hiding his face,]
[Oh no]
[Well, if this part of Cobalt's heart recognizes him, surely it must expect the way he goes still and stiff, hair hiding his face,]
[Even after a final healing boost from Pink she still feels pretty banged up and rotten. So, a little wary, for once, she approached the house.]
[She's got enough social graces to knock, at least.]
Hullo? Anyfolk about?
Hullo? Anyfolk about?
Ah.
He's gatherin' up too many names. . .
He's gatherin' up too many names. . .
[Staying where he is, stiff and awkward in the doorway - though his arms do come up, after a long beat or two, to return the hug]
...thanks.
...thanks.
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