238, late morning

[notstakedyet]

Angel blissfully had no more morning classes. He'd tried to sleep in, but a far too awake puppy had kept that from happening.

But the sun was up, he couldn't go outside, Sean had been walked, and Angel could get a nap.

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[izzyalienqueen]

After waking up and getting dressed (and being incredibly thankful for her alien laundry-fu), Isabel took a walk down to the second floor. A visit with Angel would be nice and perhaps Sean would like to go out and enjoy the fresh afterwards.

Stopping outside the room, she knocked on the door.

[notstakedyet]

It was a sign of how lost in his thoughts he'd been that Angel didn't hear Isabel walk up before knocking on the door.

He tried to shove everything down under the stoic. "C'min."

[izzyalienqueen]

"Hey stranger," Isabel said as she came in and shut the door behind her. "I haven't seen you since the art heist." She stopped and studied Angel for a moment. "Is every okay?"

[notstakedyet]

Angel rubbed his face. "Tired. Just woke up from a nap."

It was possible he didn't sell the casualness of that as much as he'd like.

In the meanwhile Sean trotted up to say hi to Isabel.