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Oct 25, 2006 19:31

He doesn’t realise it’s Mal’s room he’s heading to until he’s in it, and even then it takes a moment of blank staring for the surroundings to register ( Read more... )

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not_one_drop October 25 2006, 18:36:54 UTC
Mal's been following him because it's just what she does, follows and cares and wonders if he'll ever keep out of trouble. Not that she blames him, this time.

Walks over to the edge of the bed and gently pulls the knife from his fingers, sitting next to him.

"You going to be okay?"

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rigthegames October 25 2006, 18:41:25 UTC
“Oh.

Yeah.”

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not_one_drop October 25 2006, 18:44:23 UTC
She nods, after a long moment, and stares at her hands.

Doesn't quite know what to say.

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rigthegames October 25 2006, 18:49:11 UTC
Neither does he.

It’s like his brain shut down when he first caught a glimpse of that (all too familiar) hair, and now he’s just running on autopilot.

“Do you want some coffee? I’ll get some coffee.”

His hands won’t stop shaking.

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