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she's, thankfully, not too hard to find. the walk has tired him; he smiles wanly, arranging himself to lean against the earth with as much steadiness as he can manage. "oh, you know," delight says, "i think i have a cold. but i wanted to, umcatch up, if you want to." tactfully (for now) he leaves out all the other things going on, figuring that in the course of their friendship he has done more than his fair share of venting between them. besides talking a lot? bad plan right now. he wants to listen.

"i'm glad you're here," he says, proceeding to talk a lot anyway, "sorry about the.. cats. um. but -- but it's good to see you, what happened with sunspire?"