[105] The Face of TRUE HAPPINESS // Video.

[stopthat_destro]

[Oh no, it's Rex. In his suddenly redecorated room. And what's this? He's wearing a green-red-light green argyle sweater-- so fashionable, so festive. Aside from his ventilator, there's not a trace of black on him. He's humming Christmas carols softly, smiling like a creepy thing, as he hangs colored lights around the snakes' terrariums

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Private

[lost_undercover]

You been drinking, kid?

Private

[stopthat_destro]

All I've been drinking is good cheer!

Private

[lost_undercover]

..Look, I know you don't fucking trust me, but realize that you aren't acting like yourself.

Where are you?

Private

[stopthat_destro]

What, my "self" can't be happy?

I'm in my room.

Private

[lost_undercover]

That's not what I meant.

Can I come see you? [AKA Keep an eye on you.]

Re: Private

[stopthat_destro]

The door's open. [Literally.]

Private - Spam/Assume?

[lost_undercover]

Alright. I'll be there in a couple minutes. Don't do anything too exciting before I get there.

Private - Either

[stopthat_destro]

Nothing exciting? Well, you're too late for that. You missed the amazing baking party we had.

Private -> Spam

[lost_undercover]

Yeah, well. Wait for me before you do anything else, huh?

[And Costigan was running down to Rex's room. His friend clearly wasn't acting normally and, even if Rex didn't trust him, someone had to keep an eye on him. The kid could hate him later if it came down to it. He arrived at Rex's room in good time, surprised to find the door literally open. Immediately the cop instinct kicked in, one hand drifting to his back, under his shirt, where the knife settled as the other knocked at the open door. He didn't bother waiting to take a step inside, worried Rex was injured only to find.. a happy, colorful Rex. Costigan froze like that and stared.]

Spam

[stopthat_destro]

[Oh good, another visitor! Rex whirls to see who it is, smiling and waving at Costigan once he catches sight of him.]

And you've arrived not a moment too soon! Cupcake?

Spam

[lost_undercover]

I'm good, thanks. [Maybe they're poisoned. It would make more sense than Rex's good mood. Costigan drops both hands to his sides and slips a few more steps into the room.] Anything specific happen to, uh, promote this particular mood?

Re: Spam

[stopthat_destro]

Suit yourself. [He sets the plate aside.] Well, there was an accident in the lab. [Rex shrugs. CLEARLY he's not concerned.]

Re: Spam

[lost_undercover]

Yeah? What happened? [Costigan tries to temper his anxiety with interest so as not to sound so skeptical.]