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[pink_sombrera]

Sheemie is downstairs, with the kitten on his shoulder.

The call is stronger than it was yesterday, so much stronger, and the song grows louder by the hour.

And he knows.

They go today.

Last chance to say goodbye, folken.

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[msmartha]

Sheemie.

*Martha is nearby, flowers in a pocket around her waist.*

[pink_sombrera]

"Sai Martha." He turns to her with a sad smile.

[msmartha]

*She's quiet and careful, keeping a slight distance.*

I did want to come and tell tha goodbye.

[pink_sombrera]

He nods. "I'd not have gone without seeing thee, my dear."

[the_woodpecker]

It's not like Bernard to be shy, but he doesn't know Sheemie well.

He approaches anyway.

"Hey, Sheemie."

[pink_sombrera]

"Long days and pleasant nights, sai Bernard."

His eyes are solemn.

[the_woodpecker]

"Thanks." He sits. "How've you been?"

[pink_sombrera]

"Well enough, truey-true. And thee?"

[nitro_is_ace]

She's only got one gift left. Good thing she's only got one more person to find.

"Hullo Sheemie." She's still smiling, damnit.

She's just saving all the miserable until after they're gone.

[pink_sombrera]

It's good to see her smile, and he returns it.

"Long days and pleasant nights, sai Ace."

[nitro_is_ace]

"Twice the number t'you, Sheemie." The words taste like ashes, but she ignores it with the same diligance that she's ignoring the part of her that's still five and wants to grab all of their ankles and refuse to let them go until they promise to never leave.

"Got sommat for you. Bit of a goin' away present." This time, she manages to pull out the small denim satchel from her pocket on the first go. It's sturdy, and... well. Is rather heavy for a bit of fabric. Must be something inside.

Ace fails at wrapping.

[pink_sombrera]

He looks at it curiously as she hands it to him.

"Thankee-sai", as he opens it.

[simon_doctor]

Simon's there.

"Sheemie?" he says quietly, a little hesitantly. Does the other man even remember him?

[pink_sombrera]

He does. He looks up with a quiet smile.

"Sai Simon."

[simon_doctor]

"Kaylee tells me you're going to be leaving soon."

It's almost his bedside voice; calm, gentle, a shade more clear and carefully enunciated than usual.

[pink_sombrera]

Sheemie nods.

"Aye, so we will. Very soon."

[balletrat]

Salut, Sheemie.

*Meg offers him a small smile, and a wave from her good arm.*

[pink_sombrera]

He looks at her arm, worried, before he waves back.

"Long days and pleasant nights, Meg-sai."

[balletrat]

And may you have twice the number, *Meg completes - accurately, for once in her life.*

[pink_sombrera]

He smiles slightly. "How do'ee fare?"