[ video! ; forward dated to morning of the 21st ]

[itemfinder]

Trevor Kirby has opened communication!

[Somebody was tossing his communicator in the air while he tried to think of how to explain himself, but somebody happened to bobble the thing and turn it on (but not drop it!) in the process. So now somebody is giving the camera a somewhat panicked look.]

Shit. I didn't— uh. I mean, hi. I'm... Trevor. But that's not, that doesn't matter. What matters is, has anybody else figured out how we're doing the food thing? Because I don't really have a lot in my place, or any money really. I've been trying to look around, though. Or if anybody needs help doing... whatever it is you've got to do with nobody around, let me know?

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[itemfinder]

[Chivy is staying still for as long as he's able. No matter what happens from here, no matter what this place throws at him, this will be weighed on the positive side. Not that he's enjoying the break down, not at all, but that he is able to offer and receive this kind of comfort with lessened consequences is important. It's not a full repayment, not even for what's gone on so far, but it's something.]

[biomagnet]

[ Eventually, finally, Sefton splits his fingers and takes in a large breath to steady himself. Everything has lessened now, enough for him to try and pull away... at least so he can press his side to the bookshelf and sink to the ground, should Chivy be ready to let him go. Standing doesn't seem like the best idea anymore. ]

Everything... feels wrong.

[itemfinder]

[Chivy drops his arm, but it takes a second for him to remember to loosen his grip on the scarf — in the meantime, he follows Sefton's example and sits, still holding on, just at a little more distance.]

Yeah? Must be weird.

[biomagnet]

[ Sefton shifts to allow Chivy to keep his grip, then pulls his legs up closer to his chest. ]

S' like my whole body's numb, but... not, at the same time. [ He pauses, then shakes his head, taking a moment to wipe at his face with the back of his sleeve. ] I dunno how to describe it.

[itemfinder]

Means you're different normally, too. [Not that that's news, not really.] It doesn't... hurt or anything, though, yeah?

[biomagnet]

Feels like it should... but no. [ He shakes his head, swallows down the random laughter that threatens to bubble forth. ] Does it... did it—for you, too? Feel weird?

[itemfinder]

Yeah. My head felt, feels weird. [Like too much focus, but not enough.] Light, kinda. It's not as bad now. Used to it, and some of it's normal again, but still... [He shrugs.]

[biomagnet]

It came back.

[ That's more of a whisper than anything, as if the idea of knacks returning is something he shouldn't even say. ]

[itemfinder]

Kinda. Enough.

[biomagnet]

Y-you think...?

[itemfinder]

Definitely. But hopefully without the dehydration and dangerous situations.

[biomagnet]

[ He turns his head enough to give Chivy a curious, questioning look. ]

[itemfinder]

The Pilgrimage sucked, okay. Jungle cats and attack robots and sandstorms. And then a ravine, right at the end, as if everything else wasn't bad enough.

Plus it... the City is really... empty.

[biomagnet]

Attack robots?

... they said something wiped everyone out. So s' true?

[itemfinder]

[He just... nods. There is really nothing to say to that that isn't repeating "attack robots".]

I... um. Supposedly I worked for a daycare? And it's just.. it's creepy. The streets being empty isn't so bad, but it's all still... there, like they'll all just show up again one day.

[biomagnet]

[ His lips twitch. ]

You did. S'posedly.

[itemfinder]

Hey. [bit of a scarf tug] 'We', pretty soon here. Unless you're going to hide out in the Library forever.

[biomagnet]

[ He grunts at the tugging, then tries his best not to pout. ]

S' that an option?

[itemfinder]

No idea, you'd have to ask. Why, you like it here?

[biomagnet]

Attack robots.

[itemfinder]

[Yes, okay, point.]

Why can't you just... take the train?

[biomagnet]

I checked it out when I heard 'bout it. [ He tilts his head, letting it thunk against the shelf. ] My card won't let me in.

[itemfinder]

That's really stupid.

[biomagnet]

Like nothing else here is?

[itemfinder]

Hey, zero argument here. Hard to come up with something that isn't.