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[aforethought]

WHO: Assorted + Various
WHAT: Catch em all
WHEN: Thedas April
WHERE: Kirkwall
NOTES: HMU if you want one, etc.

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[aforethought]

She grins at Julius.

And then Petra's up, and she claps a palm up around, to tangle at hair and shoulder in turn.

"Watch your tits," Is a half-hearted mumble. "Gonna get one in his eye."

The dog's probably used to that too. Slumped in a chair like a pile of limbs, oughtn't be any way to relax further, but something in the angles of her face eases for the contact.

"Reckon you two lasted then."

crashing back in, ty for your patience

[overharrowed]

"So far so good," Julius said, faintly, deeply unsure what is even happening and thus unsure how to respond to it. (His brain has, at least, caught up to probably not an immediate threat, and it should maybe worry him that it's always the first place it goes... but then again, nearly 40 years in Thedas hasn't suggested to him it's an unfounded concern.)

"Have you been back long?" he adds, after a brief pause, because he feels he needs to say something else.

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“You can't have been,” Petrana says, at once, settling herself comfortably in the pile of women and dog, too pleased by Melys's evidently safe return to immediately query what, precisely, she's doing in Julius's room at this hour of the night. It had become natural for Melys to make free with hers, and she has made free with his, and so—

“You've come at once?” —lilting into a question, as if she expects a particular answer.

You two lasted, and her still sleep-fogged brain summons up a memory of the last time (also the first time) the three of them had been in a room together, and just as suddenly sets it aside again.

This is a reunion, and she's glad.