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[twoninths]

What ho, bedraggled masses.

Felt I should pop by and note that Mr. McQueen has been recovered. He remains with us, poor sod, and has been shown to the nearest member of the medical personnel that I could find.

Though, Ms. Kazahana, I should go seek him out, were I you. Far be it for me to make medical suggestions to a professional such as

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THE HIGHLIGHT OF THRONE'S PATHETIC LIFE RIGHT NOW.

[child_proteus]

thankyouthankyouthankyou

[twoninths]

Oh, come. I did nothing but slip, and Mr. McQueen did nothing but happen to break my fall. There is really no one you need thank, Throne.

THIS MEANS. YOU GET HUGS. :O

[child_proteus]

shut up, mr. modesty

where are you and where is he?

[twoninths]

I am turning in for the night.

Mr. McQueen has been turned over to our able medical staff, so I expect he is wherever they have been taking patients these days.

[child_proteus]

come find me in the morning

yeah?

[twoninths]

Yes, of course. Certainly.

[child_proteus]

well then get a good night's rest, hero.

[twoninths]

Yes, yes. I shall once I have stabled this white horse of mine.

And the same to you as well, hm?

[child_proteus]

I'll do my best. Me and sleep haven't been making with the nicey-nice recently.

But, for what it's worth.

You've made it a lot easier tonight to try.

[twoninths]

Always happy to be of assistance, Throne.

[child_proteus]

Pshaw. You just like riding in with the wind being all valiant and brave with that scarf of yours.

Anyways. Go to sleep. I'll see if I can scrounge you tea as a reward.

[twoninths]

Hm. I think I shall decline to comment.

I think I should rather you get a good night sleep yourself, if I might be so bold as to choose an award for myself.