.27 [[Voice]]

[timid_werewolf]

-The mic picks up to the sounds of dishes clattering. Dreizehn can be heard whining softly, scratching at something nearby, as if wanting out. Aaron coughs, and Dreizehn whimpers in response-

Hush, Dreizehn, we'll rest in a moment, okay?

Um...I'm leaving some soup out if anyone wants any...I'll be in the other room if anyone needs me. Just...come in and serve yourself.