[Don lies on the couch, watching Robert clean and trying to think of anything other than the seemingly-missing lower half of his body. He was able to entertain himself most of the day by talking to people on the journals, but now the villagers have dispersed to their evening activities, and Don is tired from speaking so much.]
[There are a few things he really should say, though.]
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[There are a few things he really should say, though.]
Um... hey.