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[cauchemal]

[Background: This morning, after sleeping off a couple of days' worth of child-induced exhaustion, Mal turned up at her breakfast shift on time, but was moody and uncommunicative and eventually made her excuses to Iroh and the rest of the team and left about half an hour early. She's been moping in her room since, and about midday, she posts the

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Re: private

[cauchemal]

Thank you for understanding. I hope you're well.

Re: private

[cauchemal]

I'm glad I could help.

You were a charming child, if I may say.

Private

[naughtbutlife]

No apology necessary, madam. You deserved a rest.

Thank you, Mal.

Private

[cauchemal]

You're welcome.

Angelica, may I ask you something? It's probably better discussed in person.

Private

[naughtbutlife]

Aye, of course. Come to my cabin, madam, for I would very much like to see you.

[cauchemal]

[And moments later there's a knocking at Angelica's door. When she answers, she will find Mal with red-rimmed eyes, clearly having been crying not all that long ago.]

Private

[grand_lotus]

Of course you may. Take whatever time you wish until you are feeling yourself again.

Re: Private

[cauchemal]

Thank you, Iroh.

Private

[paradoxlol]

You needed a well-deserved rest, Mal. Sorry I wasn't the best behaved kid at that age.

Private

[cauchemal]

[Actually, Arthur? She is so amused by you.]

You were quite a boy, Arthur.

I confess I had slightly suspected, but I had never been sure before.

Private

[paradoxlol]

[He is SO EMBARRASSED.]

What made you suspect?

Private

[cauchemal]

A hunch, mostly. And perhaps the alacrity with which you took to extraction.

[No judgement there, mind you. Just something she noticed.]

Private

[greatlightother]

Just fine. Thank you for your wonderful care.