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[grabber_fray]

Jesu, but she missed him.

She feels an didiot for doing so, but then she's there, in his room, grinning liek an idiot. She knows it won't take long before he tells her how disappointed he is in her lack of leadership skills, but righ now that doesn't matter. She's with him, and that'll do.

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[princeinexile]

Well, he might if he weren't hopped up on pain meds, y' know. He's back to the mummy look, everything wrapped and mitteny. Which might explain his lousy penmanship.

But Pig coos at her when she's there, and the noise rouses him a moment later, blinking heavy lids.

"Na, hey -- Mel. How you doin'?"

[grabber_fray]

"Been worse," Mel admits, closing a hand gently over one of his mittens. "Still tired and sick all the time. Which is your fault, by the way."

[princeinexile]

"So having sex when I come home is totally out, then. Okay." He nods once, twice; he MUST be stoned -- Zuko almost never jokes about sex. Prude, and all.

[grabber_fray]

"Oh, you're fine for another few months," she points out. "Not like you can make the situation worse."