Room 327- Monday after classes

[notconflicted]

Since she'd been out of contact for a bit, Sia had decided that she would send a message home today. She wasn't doing very well with it, frowning at her datapad and having only decided what not to say. She wouldn't include anything about what had happened this past week. It wasn't that she wanted to stay here when she could be doing other things

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[suitablyheroic]

Look, Atton had been walking past Sia's hallway... no more than three times, okay, before he finally gave in and went down to see if she was okay and alive.

Probably in reverse order.

One glance inside gave him the affirmative on the latter. He dawdled briefly on the issue of sticking around to ascertain the former. "Hey, Sia."

[notconflicted]

She looked up from where she was sitting on her bed, like she hadn't been able to tell that he was there before doing that. "Hi," she said, waving him in. "How does it feel to be unstabbed?"

[suitablyheroic]

"It's definitely a lot better than being stabbed," Atton said, "Which isn't saying much, but I'll take what I can."

And-how-are-yous were for other people, apparently.

[notconflicted]

"I meant to find you after that fight," she said. "See how you were."

She didn't know why she sounded vaguely apologetic for that, considering the circumstances, but maybe she'd worried.