Luceti Appointments

[i_speak_softly]

Need a thread with Don, but don't have a post for it and don't feel like starting one? Stick it here. Please note date, time of day, location, and any relevant circumstances.

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[i_speak_softly]

[More coldly than he means - he's irritated by this sudden summons.]

You can stay while I work on it.

[semper_cogitans]

Alright... [Robert doesn't quite hear the coldness, exactly. It's not something he expects from Don.

But he is worried.]

... Why now? [The question is small and sad and not really directed at anybody.]

[i_speak_softly]

[Don ignores the question, useless and rhetorical as it is.]

[His hands hover over the equipment around him, every once in a while darting to take up some object and stuff it in his knapsack.]

[semper_cogitans]

[It is useless and rhetorical, but he has nothing else to say.

Watching Don methodically sort away items is painful, but he can't bring himself to leave. This is the last time he'll see his partner in however long... he wants to make it last.

Finally...]

... I could... g-get you something. A drink, perhaps, if it would help...

[He seems to be asking more for his own sake than Don's, almost.]

[i_speak_softly]

[This idea gives Don pause - his brow furrows and his hands pass over the assortment of gear again.]

Where is my canteen?

[semper_cogitans]

[Something helpful to do - Robert diverts his gaze to the rest of the messy room, searching it for the offending item in question.]

Is it... p-possible it could be elsewhere...?

[i_speak_softly]

Um... [He closes his eyes momentarily and rubs his brow.] I think I took it to the back room a while ago. Would you mind...?

[semper_cogitans]

Not at all...

[And Robert turns his steps towards the eponymous back room in question, before hesitating a moment.]

...

Is there anything else...?

[i_speak_softly]

[Well, now that you mention it...]

And one of those sports drinks from the refrigerator?

[semper_cogitans]

I shall.

[Give him a few minutes to do that - quite happily. Robert is pretty much at your disposal, Don. (When isn't he?)]

[i_speak_softly]

[When Robert returns, Don takes the drink and downs half of it, apparently without paying any attention.]

[Now, has that canteen been located?]