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[withoutincident]

The bar is its usual bright and bustly self.

That might not be the best thing ever, considering who just entered it.

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[funsizehercules]

Adiva flinches, growling, as the door closes behind them.

[nneverwas]

"Shh," says Aaron soothingly. "I got-- I got you."

[mad_patron]

"Sensory overload," Pyth murmurs. "We should go outside, or-- if you've got a room, that'd be better."

Her eyes are still closed.

(Side benefit of her current condition: The potential jokes about Aaron's room go by too quickly for her to pick one and say it.)

[nneverwas]

"Yeah." He smiles slightly. "Yeah, I got a-- I got a room. C'mon."

[mad_patron]

It turns out Pyth is much improved by the acquisition of shoes, waffles, and glasses.

She doesn't appear to have any objection to taking the inside seat beside Aaron Luke in the four-person booth, either.

[nneverwas]

Roy sits across from her with his plate of waffles. The copycat.

[temperabimus]

. . . Breakfast is turning out to require a fair amount of negotiation.

[mad_patron]

Pyth is watching with interest.

She'll be embarrassed when she realizes, but come on.