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[originallutece]

[Fortunately (or unfortunately, maybe, depending on who you're asking) Rosalind is fairly easily redirected. Are you tired yet, and her thoughts go from Robert and Bigby to indignance and exhaustion. And something else, something darker, but she isn't going to think about that. That's half the reason she's drugged up right now, because she doesn't want to think about that.]

No.

[Perhaps a bit, and she yawns as she says it.]

I want you to visit me soon.

[enarms]

[ that's a yes, and John's soft smirk does its best to stay on his face and out of his voice. ]

Okay. Soon.

[ and he will, he thinks. as soon as it's safe to leave here, as soon as it doesn't matter whether or not he comes back, he will. ]

But only if you rest. If I get there and you're cranky, I'm going home.

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I'm in my thirties, John, I'm not a ten year old. I don't get cranky.

[enarms]

No? I do.

Get some sleep, Rosalind. I'll come by soon.

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[She absolutely has a retort to that, but it's more a mumble than proper words. Something defiant, anyway, something that would be absolutely devastating, but John will just have to imagine it, because then the line goes dead.

She's out for hours, and it's twilight once she rouses again. Vaguely she has a thought that she must have hung up on John, and she'll apologize later, but honestly, the whole conversation is a blur. She remembers she was a little glib, laughing freely, but oh, well. There are worse things that could have happened.]