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[headjacked]

Heyyyyyyyy, kiddo, you've reached me. Me who is Rhys. Anyway, not sure why you're trying to get in contact with the king of the dweebs, but I'm sure you've got your reasons. Reasons you should probably re-examine. I'm just sayin'.

Last chance to back out.

No?

Don't say I didn't warn ya.

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[brokethefirst]

He has been. He's been very brave and a true gentleman.

[Never mind that he's a little floating robot that screams. It's still true.]

...How are you feeling? Have you been able to speak with Dr. Watson yet? [She knows Watson just prescribed an anti-seizure to someone earlier in the day, but assuming that it was for Rhys is not a jump of logic she feels she should make as a doctor.]

[headjacked]

...back to business already? Jeez, that was quick.

[ He deflates, just a little, before sturdying his shoulders once more. ]

I talked to him, h... h-he got me some medicine. So. Here's hoping that makes a big difference.

[brokethefirst]

Only for a minute, I promise. [Her smile is gentle and empathetic. No grilling with questions from her - especially not when he has a doctor already seeing him.]

I'm glad that he's taking care of you, though. Just take it one day at a time, and be gentle with yourself. If there's anything I can do to help, with you or Angel similarly, just let me know. Okay?

The weather's still blocking the access out of downtown, but Dumpy and I should be leaving as soon as it settles down. I'll try and contact one of you then so we can find a rendezvous point somewhere. He... he really seems to miss you.

In the meantime, I'll try to set up something like this every couple of days, as I can. Would that be alright?