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[greatoldjohn]

[in a rather deep voice] "This is John Doe. Please leave your message. I'll get back to you as soon as I can. I may respond in text if I'm currently with Arthur. Apologies."

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[greatoldjohn]

[Personally, I'm enjoying the lack of new additions.]

He likes this little domestic existence he'd getting to have with Arthur. He likes going to the library and reading poetry, going to work and knitting up gifts. Going to the wardrobe and helping Arthur with things.

[lestercraft]

"Yeah. It's..."

It's a strange little life, that they're carving out for themselves here. Even if it was only temporary, for all that it was with a purpose in mind, their deals with the Admiral... it's something akin to the life he used to have. That he'd enjoyed having.

That he didn't think he deserved to have again. Not after everything.

"More peaceful, than I would have expected. Frankly a part of me can't help but wonder when the other shoe's going to drop."

[greatoldjohn]

[Other than forgetting who we are and being other people in a completely different place somewhere out in space for a week.]

Just keeping perspective.

[lestercraft]

He huffs a soft laugh out. "Well, say it like that and it sounds like a bad thing."

[greatoldjohn]

[Not *bad*, per se, but certainly not peaceful.]