( he has to let out a nod in agreement. it's the strangest place. most days he still can't believe it's all real-ish. ) Uncanny. ( she's yet to experience just how weird it can really get though. she's in for a surprise alright. every month is a different hellish adventure and this crappy weather is just the tip of the iceberg. speaking of that bad weather, he'll just crawl into bed and get comfortable under the warm blankets. he'll leave the fluid on the bedside table and turn on his side so he's facing it, one hand tucked under his pillow. he shouldn't want to look at her, but what can he say? she's a familiar face from home. one that he knows. one that he's even kind of missed. sort of. he's had a rough couple of months. he'll pull himself together in the morning and remind himself that katherine is... katherine. this one word game between them is a one time thing that's never to be repeated. )
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