[Lance has managed to get his apartment mostly in order, which really isn't that difficult since he's barely left his room except for the last few days, but Sandy's been doing her part to get into trouble and knock stuff over, steal hand towels, and just generally be adorable.
In fact, the latter two things are what she's doing right now, and Lance offers Kyna a faint smile of greeting--he's made an attempt at not appearing as terrible as he feels, but in reality he looks kind of like he's just started recovering from the flu--and gestures into the apartment. Sandy is in the living room, laying on the floor and happily gnawing on the edge of a cloth.]
She's a little shy, but friendly. It won't take her too long to warm up to you.
No, no, god no, though that was... Really horrible.
[Not that he regrets drinking it, but wow; his statement even earns a briefly exaggerated face of disgust to punctuate it. That hangover sucked.
He shuts the door behind her, giving himself a moment to decide how truthful to be about adding anything more, before offering a small shrug and, more seriously--]
I just... Had kind of a bad couple of weeks, and I'm guessing a lot of people did. But hey, look.
[He gestures at his face; the bruising would've faded a lot by now anyway, but it's totally gone. He did, eventually, decide to give the necklace a try, and after a little trial and error figured out how to use it correctly.]
I wouldn't exactly call it 'went into hiding'; was it obvious?
[He thought he was doing a good job just... Subtly quitting the clinic and then barely talking to anyone for almost two weeks. It's not like anyone seemed to notice he wasn't around, after all.
And he gives her a face for both the comment and the pat on the cheek, but allows it.]
You're the one who refused to keep your own necklace with healing powers, so I don't know who you'd be calling stubborn.
[She sticks her tongue out at him and turns her attention to the fox instead, which is probably the cutest thing she's seen in her life. Maybe if she crouches down and holds her hand out, it'll come closer.]
It was totally obvious. And I was trying to help you fix your face.
[Sandy reacts much like a puppy would, at first; she grabs up the towel in her mouth and gets ready to run, assuming she's about to lose her toy. But then, realizing that Kyna isn't making a grab for it, she drops it and then creeps toward her cautiously but curiously.
Lance watches the fox, for a moment, before looking at Kyna again.]
How have you been, since we last talked?
[He both genuinely wants to know and is providing conversation so as to put Sandy more at ease, so she'll adjust to Kyna faster.]
[And if she wants to talk about it, she's welcome to. Sandy eyes the waggling fingers for a moment, before sniffing at them carefully and then deciding they were, in fact, human fingers. Imagine that.
And since humans mean petting, she lowers her head a little so her giant ears are available for such.]
[Sandy really is way cuter than she has any right to be, and now that she's decided Kyna is nice she demands all the attention.]
Yeah, the boredom problem has gotten kind of worse.
[Considering the risks of going out in the heat, the continued food shortage, and the destruction of a lot of places people worked or went to distract themselves. Not that Lance is quite to the boredom issue again himself, since he's still tempted to just return to attempting to sleep all day, but he's sure he'll get there.]
[He sits down as indicated and Sandy gives him a brief look before continuing to enjoy the petting, although he's quiet several seconds as he decides how to answer. He had, genuinely, called Kyna with the intention of giving her the necklace back, but he'd be lying--poorly--if he tried to pretend he didn't also want to talk. He also wants to encourage her to do the same, because he can't imagine she's as fine as she seems to be trying to appear, and being a total hypocrite is not necessarily going to help with that.]
I'm...
[Words are difficult, at least when they're about himself.]
I'm doing better, just... Not great, I guess. And Dr. Brennan disappearing is really worrying.
I spoke to her around the same time I talked to you, and he was already gone by then. But his name is off the contact list, so she thought he might've gone back to his world.
[Brennan's name, however, is still present, which is both good and bad. Good that she isn't gone, and bad that she's disappeared without explanation and without having returned home.
Sandy, meanwhile, is ignoring all the concern and just making cute happy fox noises.]
Maybe. That would probably be the least worrying explanation.
[As opposed to her being lost somewhere here, or injured and unable to contact anyone, or something like that.]
Whatever is going on, I just hope she's okay. She's been in some really dangerous places and situations before, so she can probably handle anything, but...
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In fact, the latter two things are what she's doing right now, and Lance offers Kyna a faint smile of greeting--he's made an attempt at not appearing as terrible as he feels, but in reality he looks kind of like he's just started recovering from the flu--and gestures into the apartment. Sandy is in the living room, laying on the floor and happily gnawing on the edge of a cloth.]
She's a little shy, but friendly. It won't take her too long to warm up to you.
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[Kyna's going to pounce on that in a second, but first, she nudges Lance gently.]
You okay? You're not still hung over from that shitty booze, right?
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[Not that he regrets drinking it, but wow; his statement even earns a briefly exaggerated face of disgust to punctuate it. That hangover sucked.
He shuts the door behind her, giving himself a moment to decide how truthful to be about adding anything more, before offering a small shrug and, more seriously--]
I just... Had kind of a bad couple of weeks, and I'm guessing a lot of people did. But hey, look.
[He gestures at his face; the bruising would've faded a lot by now anyway, but it's totally gone. He did, eventually, decide to give the necklace a try, and after a little trial and error figured out how to use it correctly.]
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[She reaches up to pat his cheek gently.]
At least you're not insanely stubborn.
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[He thought he was doing a good job just... Subtly quitting the clinic and then barely talking to anyone for almost two weeks. It's not like anyone seemed to notice he wasn't around, after all.
And he gives her a face for both the comment and the pat on the cheek, but allows it.]
You're the one who refused to keep your own necklace with healing powers, so I don't know who you'd be calling stubborn.
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It was totally obvious. And I was trying to help you fix your face.
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Lance watches the fox, for a moment, before looking at Kyna again.]
How have you been, since we last talked?
[He both genuinely wants to know and is providing conversation so as to put Sandy more at ease, so she'll adjust to Kyna faster.]
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[Kyna's quiet for a second, wiggling her fingers experimentally. She's definitely not stalling.]
Okay, I guess. This place sucks, but that's not new.
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Sometimes it sucks more than others.
[And if she wants to talk about it, she's welcome to. Sandy eyes the waggling fingers for a moment, before sniffing at them carefully and then deciding they were, in fact, human fingers. Imagine that.
And since humans mean petting, she lowers her head a little so her giant ears are available for such.]
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I'm just sick of sitting inside and not doing anything.
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Yeah, the boredom problem has gotten kind of worse.
[Considering the risks of going out in the heat, the continued food shortage, and the destruction of a lot of places people worked or went to distract themselves. Not that Lance is quite to the boredom issue again himself, since he's still tempted to just return to attempting to sleep all day, but he's sure he'll get there.]
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Are you sure you're okay?
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I'm...
[Words are difficult, at least when they're about himself.]
I'm doing better, just... Not great, I guess. And Dr. Brennan disappearing is really worrying.
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How was she doing the last time you saw her?
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She was fine; worried about one the kids here who seemed to have also disappeared, but otherwise okay. She made it through the Null attack unharmed.
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What kid?
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I haven't met him, but she said his name was Bill. He was from the same world as Richie and Eddie.
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[Brennan's name, however, is still present, which is both good and bad. Good that she isn't gone, and bad that she's disappeared without explanation and without having returned home.
Sandy, meanwhile, is ignoring all the concern and just making cute happy fox noises.]
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Is that what usually happens? Their name comes off the contact list?
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[As opposed to her being lost somewhere here, or injured and unable to contact anyone, or something like that.]
Whatever is going on, I just hope she's okay. She's been in some really dangerous places and situations before, so she can probably handle anything, but...
[It's difficult not to worry.]
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