Preoccupation Without Representation

[librarian_eike]

...I assured you all I'd let you in on Cecile's condition...

...I ask no forgiveness. The simple fact is that preoccupation stole me away from consciousness again...I would rather not have gone there...

...She wasn't too well, the ugly truth. I expected the worst...

...never mind you how I felt about it. That isn't a mattering factual and I'd prefer

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[percivalthegale]

Oh, come now, Mr. Eike. I was in the infirmary a while, Cecile looked just fine to me. Why, I even spoke with her a little. *wistful smile* I got her to smile for me. I'd say that's a considerable improvement from where she must have been.

[librarian_eike]

....I see. That is good...right...? Forgive me for my pessimism.

[percivalthegale]

I should hope it's good. That little smile warmed my heart.

Not to worry, my good man. You've been close to her for a long time, I would imagine. Sometimes worries get the better of us, when our loved ones are in danger. I know it all too well.

[librarian_eike]

...Oh...yes...thats a good sign...

**finds it impossible to respond to that rightly**

...Right...well...I...

**fails at deeper socialization**

...caring...hmm...maybe...

**crestfallen**

[percivalthegale]

*does not handle mood swings well*

Uh... *pats Eike on the shoulder* ...it'll be all right. I've been assigned to assist in the infirmary, I'll see to it personally that she's well cared for. All right?

[librarian_eike]

**begins to disassociate at the sensation**

...Agreed. I am wondering, are they needing someone to assist in medical manual text reading? A doctor will need his hands in an emergency, if there is something he doesn't know...

...it may be best to have someone to look things up swiftly.

**has gone into servant-mode**