[Thomas looks tired, tired enough that he's not even bothering to hide it. More tired than he did during the worst of the nightmares. And he's sitting in what looks like the Starbucks in the lobby of the Blackstone with a venti sized cup of coffee in his hand.]
Is it just me, or--
[He stifles a yawn and drains the coffee cup, stacking it on the small
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You too, Thomas?
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Is the coffee helping?
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I'm sitting upright, so I'd say so.
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You mean you're not sleeping any better than before, babe?
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Let me guess, you're sleeping fine?
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A bit, yeah...
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Guess it was too much to ask that it was affecting everyone, huh?
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How came you to be in the small talking box?
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Small... talking...
[synapses fire. Oh and more coffee. That helps. And he laughs through a stifled yawn] I'm not in the phone, Galahad.
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I know that it speaks often. [Paaaaaaause.] And heals after being stabbed.
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You stabbed-- [nope, still coughing. Give him a minute.]
Good to know, actually.
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[Axel is (finally) back to normal, but that doesn't mean he doesn't look completely exhausted all the same.]
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[Thomas pauses long enough to down another swallow of coffee] --it's not working out that way.
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Take it you've tried the normal sheep-countin' and music?
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Getting to sleep isn't really the problem. It's waking up rested.
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