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[topofadmiration]

Miranda has made a daisy chain. She has made several-- one, a crown in her hair, others for bracelets and even one wrapped around her waist. The longest yet is coiled around itself in her lap, and she is still adding to the end. There is little fun in such a great, long chain with no one to give it to.

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[emocaliban]

Well - Caliban wants to see her, for some reason. He still doesn't look great. Or good at all. But he's walking, and so when he sees Miranda he almost half smiles and lifts a hand out of his pockets to wave to her.

Typist doesn't know why, but Cal's oddly protective of Miranda. For some reason.

[topofadmiration]

She seems to inspire that in people. She waves back brightly, her face falling somewhat when she gets a better look at him.

"O, sir! Art ill?"

[emocaliban]

A hesitation. "Was, getting better." He makes his smile brighter. "I hope you're all right, anyway. Makin' daisy chains?"

[topofadmiration]

"I am, sir! Wouldst sit with me?"

[emocaliban]

Oh. That gets him to grin like he hasn't in a while. "I'd love to. Warn you I'm not much good at making them, though I'll try." He goes over and finds a place to sit down in the grass.

[topofadmiration]

"'tis no matter, sir! It is all but fun."

[emocaliban]

"Haven't had much of that for a while. Makes a nice change." He picks up two daisies and starts working on his own chain, shaking off the bleakness. "So, how you been?" With the air of amusement going through the niceties.

[topofadmiration]

"I am well, sir," she says cheerfully, her eyes fixed back on her daisy chain.

[emocaliban]

"Glad to hear it." A pause. "Um...I don't think I ever...well, how's your...engagement going?"

[topofadmiration]

"O, it is well, sir!" she says, positively beaming.

[emocaliban]

He brightens. "Oh, it's good? Glad to hear it. Who's the guy again?"

It's still weird. But he's trying not to let it bother him.

[topofadmiration]

"Melou, sir."

[emocaliban]

"Jesus Christ. Can't you call me Caliban - or Cal, or something?" He gives her a smile to take the sting out of the words, though. "Don't think I've met him."