video

[thesoundofsilence]

[Trowa is sitting cross-legged on the spartan little thing that passes for his bed, and is petting his kitten, Angus. The little ball of fluff seems to be walking back and forth across his lap, repeatedly marching up off the bed, over his legs, down to the bed, and back again. Apparently, a stay with Humee didn't hurt it any. Trowa, however, looks pretty lost in thought.]

...Sorry.

[How else would you apologize to everyone your Skrull pissed off when you're the type that's light on words?]



[Private (not encrypted) to Jonathan Crane:]

You said it could come see you.

[Trowa suddenly hugs the cat to himself. Angus headbutts his chin before wriggling out of his arms and stubbornly continuing his march.]

Can... I still go?

Comments

[video]

[thesoundofsilence]

[His eyes widen just a touch before settling back to normal. She has an IV, but...]

You're not sleeping.

Re: [video]

[unetrustworthy]

Sleeping? [WIth her memory, it took less time than usual to realize what he was referring to] Of course not. I was only sleeping for one day.

Where are you?

[video]

[thesoundofsilence]

[Her IV is different. She can't be on the space base. They wouldn't have let her stay. Hospital? But why?]

Here. My house.

Why are you there?

[Oh no - wait!]

...Valentine's Day?

[video]

[unetrustworthy]

Here? You mean, the hospital?

I was hurt when the Skrulls blew up the subway.

[But never mind that. Seriously. Pay no attention to the beeping machines behind her.]

Yes. I think...that was the last time I saw you. Until now.