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[youalleverybody]

Liam is still sitting in an armchair, numerous empty coffee cups around him. Jeremy the rat's been keeping him supplied. Seth is sleeping the sleep of exhaustion, nestled against him, after crying most of the night. Liam's eyes are fixed on the door.

Liam hasn't slept for two days. Someone should probably do something about that.

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[notsoyoung]

There's a David by his side, sans entrance post for the minute, approached him from behind.

"...Liam?"

[youalleverybody]

Liam jumps, startled, then manages a weak smile.

"David."

[notsoyoung]

He looks at the cups, and then at Liam.

"Not tired then?"

He sits on the arm of the chair, and gestures to Seth. "He looks exhausted. And so do you."

He rests a hand on Liam's shoulder.

"Dare I ask?"

[youalleverybody]

"He cried all night", Liam says wearily. "Nothing I can do, it's the empathy."

[watch_wait]

"Liam?" Bartleby approaches carefully. "Did you... meet the babybassist?"

[youalleverybody]

Liam glances up at him and nods tiredly.

"Yeah."

[watch_wait]

Bartleby sits down beside him. "Hey, Seth," he says, nodding to the sleeping baby.

"He stayed," he says without preamble. "He asked if he could, I said... I said 'Sure', and now he's asleep in Charlie's room."

[youalleverybody]

Liam closes his eyes for a moment.

"I can't see him, Bartleby. Once was bad enough."

[faithful_slayer]

Here's a full cup.

Attached to a Slayer.

Faith sits next to him, and hands it over.

"Hey."

[youalleverybody]

He takes it with a grateful smile, careful not to disturb the baby.

"Hey. Thanks."

[faithful_slayer]

"Welcome. No sign?"

She has coffee too. Mmm, coffee.

[youalleverybody]

"Not yet. Unless you count the 16-year-old."