*he's not quite sure of where he's going, but after some trial and error, Gavin will eventually find himself at Linden's door, a small bottle of sleeping pills in hand, and knock*
Linden opens the door with a pleasant smile, looking not at all well-rested but as though it didn't trouble him in the slightest. Indeed, one might forget the fact entirely because he looks so--collected. The air of everything's fine almost implies that you're seeing things regarding his rumpled hair and the dark places under his eyes.
*it may strike him as strange, but he won't comment, and holds out the bottle* I found some pills for you. They may not fix the problem immediately, and if they cause any problems you should let me know immediately, since I'm probably the closest thing to a physician you'll find around here. One that isn't completely strung out on drugs or from an era where leeches were supposed to cure all, anyway.
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