[Don seems to always know exactly what to say. With his fears at least partially quelled, Robert finishes his soup, and then goes through his usual motions...
Cleaning the bowl, organizing the counters, arranging the cleaned cutlery and utensils, placing the dried cup and bowl in their usual places - it's funny how he remembers the usual places, almost as muscle memory now.
Then he stands there, meditatively. Cleaning has a way of focusing his mind, and he's quite a bit calmer now.]
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Cleaning the bowl, organizing the counters, arranging the cleaned cutlery and utensils, placing the dried cup and bowl in their usual places - it's funny how he remembers the usual places, almost as muscle memory now.
Then he stands there, meditatively. Cleaning has a way of focusing his mind, and he's quite a bit calmer now.]