Re-Entry 18: Video

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I'm afraid Dean is in a coma. [Felix doesn't look especially happy, but if not for the content of the message itself, it would be hard to tell anything was wrong. He's being pretty matter-of-fact about it.] I assume he'll update you himself when he wakes up.

[Although, he does hesitate slightly after that.] ...I'm not sure how... Is someone from the infirmary going to come and get him, or...?

[Private to Anya]

I've got the Maintenance key if you need it.

[Private to Morgana, later]

[He has every intention of going to the lab and diving into work after that, and he does for a while, but... like he told Dean, that doesn't really work as well as it used to. And then he finds himself at loose ends, because suddenly he's realizing the great flaw in his whole I don't really need many friends theory when the two people he's closest to are comatose and the third is gone.

Things are better with Charles and Iris and even Zane than they used to be, but it's not as though he's friends with any of them, and as much as he likes Anya he suspects it would be weird to call up a teenager to hang out. That leaves his choice pretty simple:]

Hey. What are you doing?

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[Private]

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[Doot doot doot just going to avoid the question.] What are you reading?

[Private]

[youwillgotohell]

[gdi felix she is pretty sure that is not how you friend. Morgana rolls her eyes and turns to lift up the text. It's a big medical tome, with a long Latin name, not modern yet but ahead of her time.]

Something very dull. [She is tired of studying medicine beyond her.]

[Private]

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[It looks interesting to him, but Dean has done a very good job reminding him of the fact that what's interesting to him is often not interesting to other people.] Would you... want to take a break?

[Private]

[youwillgotohell]

[Which she is happy to re-illustrate with a raised brow. She would like to do anything else right now.] Without a doubt.

[Private]

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Pub? [Their friendship seems to be at its most successful when they're both drinking and neither one is angry.]

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[youwillgotohell]

[Which is a pretty rare confluence, really.] I'll meet you there.