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[It takes Kyna longer than she would have liked to learn plane shift, and longer still to master it to the point that no one (read: her brother) thinks she'll accident shift to some terrible hell dimension.

And she manages it, pretty perfectly, actually, although an exhausted girl with pointed ears just appearing in a military base with no warning doesn't get her the warmest welcome.]

Hey, chill, I'm just looking for Wash.

[God, all of them are in armor. It's kind of nuts.]

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[And Kyna is glad he doesn't. She can't help but be clingy right now. She'd be crawling into bed with him if it weren't for all the equipment he's still strapped to. For now, though, it's time to annoy Emily a little.]

He's doing okay, right?

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[ Emily gives a little 'mm-hmm' of affirmation as she lowers her scanner from Wash's throat. ]

Better than I expected! He's loopy to be sure but I don't think there was any brain damage after all. Lucky again, Agent Washington.

[ And because she has to ask, seeing an uncuffed Kyna clutching Wash's hand: ]

Looks like this little lady was telling us the truth, then? You do know each other.

[ Wash's smile returns at that, gaze drifting back to Kyna. ]

Emily, this is Kyna. I missed her.

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[Kyna's not sure if Wash's increased sappiness is because he's high out of his mind or because he missed her or both, but she laughs, squeezing his hand tight.]

Yeah, um... Sorry I was so... snippy.

[And maybe it's a little rude, but Kyna's attention immediately locks onto Wash again. She leans down, touching her forehead to his.]

And I'm sorry I took so long.

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[ Both. It's absolutely both. He's very very high. ]

It's fine. You're here so it's fine.

[ Wash's reassurances are warm and slurred, like he's nodding off again and fighting it. Emily raises a knowing finger. ]

Yes, it's alright, Miss Kyna. I had a feeling about you. I'm rarely wrong, you know! But our soldier needs his rest, don't keep him up too long. He'll be back on his feet before you know it.

[ Maybe Wash would have agreed, but he's asleep again, his hand still clutching Kyna's. ]