Note Eight

[einspruch]

[It's late at night at the hospital. Klavier's asleep... but not very solidly. His hair is a mess, his face is tear-stained, and he's curled up, whimpering.]

[He's also muttering things in German, something along the lines of 'stop' and 'please, don't'. Klavier's flickering between the first and second levels, so anyone is free to ask wtf is going

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[calledaftermath]

[wiping tears away because uh, dogs have no sense of personal space] You okay?

[einspruch]

[Is startled quite badly by this, and snaps awake, shrinking back.]

Ah... excuse me, Fraulein?

[calledaftermath]

[OH RIGHT. Has to act human]

Ah, sorry about that.

[einspruch]

Ah... is something the matter? [He chuckles.] Not that I usually mind it when someone as lovely as you wakes me up.

[calledaftermath]

[laughing] Thank you. I didn't mean to scare you.

[einspruch]

Ah, it's all right. I am Klavier Gavin. And you are?

[calledaftermath]

My name is Blue.

[einspruch]

It's nice to meet you. Though I wish it had been under less... awkward... circumstances. [Grins.]

[calledaftermath]

[smiling] That would be my fault. But it's nice to meet you, too.

Were you having a bad dream?

[einspruch]

Ah... something like that. Don't mind me.