Week 2, Saturday, Post-Trial; Lief
[ What a week. It's a stupidly long week, it feels like, and maybe Fie's dragging a bit as she thinks longingly of crawling into bed-- the same as last week.
But, like last week, something stops her from making a beeline straight there. If she remembers right, Lief's roommate is that loud lady. And that loud lady seemed to have some kind of... fondness? relationship?? with Joshua's roommate.
Hm.
Before she knows it, she's in front of their hut, offering a single knock on the door. ]
But, like last week, something stops her from making a beeline straight there. If she remembers right, Lief's roommate is that loud lady. And that loud lady seemed to have some kind of... fondness? relationship?? with Joshua's roommate.
Hm.
Before she knows it, she's in front of their hut, offering a single knock on the door. ]
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...
He can't say he was expecting this.]
Fie? [a beat] I have not seen Prussia, if you are looking for her.
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[ seriously, Lief? ]
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Nothing that cannot be solved without some sleep.
[And probably just not. Thinking about anything.
... Which isn't so easy for Lief.]
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Then shouldn't you be sleeping if you need it?
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[ Don't change the subject, punk. ]
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... Am I keeping you?
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Thank you. That is very kind of you.
[He knows how much Fie enjoys her sleep.]
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More importantly. What's keeping you up?
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[ she's just going to stand there until you elaborate, you fool. ]
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You can guess, I think.
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[ And she's backing up?? ]
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Pardon?
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Lief doesn't seem like someone who should be left alone. ]
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It is kind of you to offer, but I do not wish to impose...
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[ You know what? Fie doesn't have the time or patience to let him hem and haw over this, so she's just going to reach for his hand instead and tug. ]
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[He won't fight it, at least, even if he looks surprised.]
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Well, if she insists. He smiles.]
Thank you, Fie.
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