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[madeyoudodge]

The trailer is quiet today, not filled with the dedicated quiet interspersed with things being dropped when they're getting ready or the abandoned silence during shows. It is, instead, kind of what Cathy figures any normal home sounds like--the quiet of people existing in various rooms apart from each other, not doing anything of great importance.

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[3nanashi]

The door opens. (After a short silence. Trowa walks quietly.)

"Sure."

[madeyoudodge]

"Good!" She grins at him, and hands him one of the windbreakers. "It's chilly out there today, for summertime. Have you been doing anything interesting?"

[3nanashi]

Trowa accepts the jacket.

It's sort of like a shrug. In Trowa language.

[madeyoudodge]

"It's been a little slow here, too." Cathy has learned to become at least marginally fluent in Trowa language. She stops on the step outside to glare at her jacket still overtop of her arm, and hands him the purse.

"I always do this the wrong way," she grumbles, pulling the windbreaker on and taking the purse back. "Thanks. Okay! So, the boss wants us to place orders for feed for the animals, and all the cars are busy right now." Cathy beams cheerfully over her shoulder at Trowa as they walk toward the nearest big street. "You think we can manage as far as Ponte Distretto by bus?"