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[dogbitesman]

William was doing his best not to be irritated at the island, because that wasn't going to help him through this coming conversation, any

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[dishabille_mal]

Maladicta was officially annoyed. Vimes hadn't been in his office, Polly hadn't been in the office- she had been trying to remember if it was some sort of anniversary for her or not, because that could conceivably explain it, not that she wanted to really think about what Ozzer would be up to that wasn't patrol, in that case-and William hadn't been in his office.

She felt like there was a conspiracy here, somewhere, and took the stoop in one step before pushing open the door.

[dogbitesman]

William looked up from where he'd been sitting on the bed, trying to figure out the best way to say it.

"Oh. There you are," he said vaguely. "Afternoon."

[dishabille_mal]

"There you are," she shot back, eyebrows drawing slightly together.

"The compound's empty." She hesitated. "Are you all right? You didn't get held at knife point again?"

[dogbitesman]

"No, I didn't. I'm fine," he said, with the slightest of emphasis on the I'm.

He watched her carefully, then said, "Sit down, would you?"