w4 curfew: we're about to slip into a food coma in the spinning tea cups.

[halved]

memes? memes for the poor?

Comments

[allomantic]

[coming to sit by her]

[ablazement]

[leans over to drape on her. suffer touchies.]

[allomantic]

[this is acceptable]

How are you doing?

[ablazement]

Fine.

[her thoughts are scribblies here too. she's got her tail in hand still.]

Fretting over Daan.

[allomantic]

Did you talk to him afterwards...? How did he seem?

[ablazement]

Bad. [scribblies Intensify]

He didn't want to go to the swamp because it hurt him so bad last time, and he saw... well, you know what kind of shit happens in these.

[allomantic]

I should have checked on him before we got locked in.

[ablazement]

I don't really think there's a lot any of us can do for him.

[digs her claws into her tail.]

[allomantic]

[tries to take her hand...]

[ablazement]

[she can have her hand! she's very warm, and this close up her breathing is probably just a little stilted. not terribly so, just a little.]

[allomantic]

[aaaaaaaaa]

How are you feeling?

[ablazement]

About as good as I ever am.

I'm alright, Vin, don't worry. Just acting up.

[allomantic]

You promise...?

[ablazement]

I promise.

[a little smile.]

Maybe I'll jump in the water and cool off or something.