Daedalus shuffles in with his doctor's bag, looking lifeless in the eyes, stifling a yawn against his wrist. He slips his gloves off sleepily, hangs up his coat...
Re-l's up...early. But she's started work hours again, right- He slides sleepily onto a stool at the counter, watching her go about her usual routine with a faint smile.]
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Daedalus shuffles in with his doctor's bag, looking lifeless in the eyes, stifling a yawn against his wrist. He slips his gloves off sleepily, hangs up his coat...
Re-l's up...early. But she's started work hours again, right- He slides sleepily onto a stool at the counter, watching her go about her usual routine with a faint smile.]
Morning.
[His voice sounds raw.]