"Sounds to me like as soon as you're settled, eaten and had a good nap, you need to call her and figure out what's up with that sphere thing. Maybe you'll be able to avoid Rufus entirely." He paused, then petted the top of her head gently. "I wouldn't bet on it, but there's hope at least." He sighed a little, then nudged her a little so he could wrap his arm over her shoulders.
"You've had a rough time, huh? Turks training teaches us how to kill, how to lie, cheat, steal, kidnap, and make bombs with leftover lunches. But not how to deal with crazy 'dress spheres' and shit like this, huh?" He felt bad for her, he really did. And worse, he hadn't been there to help. He didn't even know there'd been a 'there' to be. But he could be there for her now, at least.
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Date: 2011-03-11 03:11 am (UTC)"You've had a rough time, huh? Turks training teaches us how to kill, how to lie, cheat, steal, kidnap, and make bombs with leftover lunches. But not how to deal with crazy 'dress spheres' and shit like this, huh?" He felt bad for her, he really did. And worse, he hadn't been there to help. He didn't even know there'd been a 'there' to be. But he could be there for her now, at least.