[ AUDIENCE: LUCRETIA ]

[dormheads]

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[ambiography]

...I know. Reasonably, I know. I've felt that for myself.

[her cyoa memory problems...

she knows it's something that shouldn't be done again, but especially this week, feeling what they all feel-- her heart hurts to see it, and if she had a way to make it go away she might be a little weak in the face of that.]

[inaccordant]

[...]

You should get some rest for yourself.

[ambiography]

I'll rest later.

[lucretia you are fucking injured still.]

[inaccordant]

And when is "later"?

[ambiography]

Whenever there's time to.

[after she finishes, you know, dealing with any other people who need it tonight.]

[inaccordant]

So, never?

[ambiography]

[a quiet huff of a laugh, at that.]

That sounds about right, yes. Don't worry, I'll make time to sleep at some point.

...you really don't need to fret over me, you know.

[like he's always telling her not to.]

[inaccordant]

[...

well he's just going to ignore everything you edited into that tag wow]

I suppose sleep is the most anyone can ask for, right now.

[ambiography]

[binch if you're gonna tell her not to worry about you then you're going to get the same. she will still worry anyway also.]

And you'll make the time too, I'm sure.

[inaccordant]

[ :/ ]

It does no good to wreck one's own health.

[ambiography]

Then I'll take that to mean you're seeing to yours.

[he better be.]

[inaccordant]

Yes. You don't have to concern yourself with that.

[ambiography]

[she smiles a little there, actually.]

You know, it almost doesn't feel like it's been a conversation with you without you saying so.

[inaccordant]

[...

wow don't call him out]

[ambiography]

[too bad, it is a service she provides here.]

It's been-- a long day. I'll leave you be for now, but I'll come see you again tomorrow.

[their info...]

[inaccordant]

... All right.