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[didorothy]

[Sam has his hands in his pockets, casually strolling about the Astral Plane. Is he a bit shaken up? Maybe, but he's doing his best not to show it]

'ey, Gene? What do you say to going to the pub? Could do with a Scotch myself.

And, uh, did I miss anything?

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[didorothy]

Yeah, they did. Thank you.

[variably.livejournal.com]

You're welcome.

[didorothy]

Uhm... Arisato, was it? Do you want the pants and shirt back, or...?

[variably.livejournal.com]

No, it's okay. [She doubts her dormmates will notice them missing :|]

[didorothy]

You sure?

[variably.livejournal.com]

Yeah. [She's staring at him with her usual blank expression.]

...are you feeling okay? [Because that's what you ask someone who was sick, right? Granted he died but he came back so...similar thing? :|]

[didorothy]

[smiles sardonically] I have had better days.

[variably.livejournal.com]

Oh. [She wonders what's the right thing to say.] But you've had worse?

[didorothy]

Yeah, a couple. [lying!]

[variably.livejournal.com]

... [IS THIS WHAT AN AWKWARD SILENCE IS? Oh well :|]

Sorry.

[didorothy]

Don't... don't worry about it.

[let's try to remedy the awkward!] So, uh... liking the Astral Plane, so far?

[variably.livejournal.com]

[She shrugs and then remembers that she's attempting conversation]

It's okay. ...it's interesting.

[didorothy]

[and he'll do his best to help her with that]

Made any friends?