Sixty-Eighth Theory [Action]

[i_speak_softly]

[For the past few weeks, Don has spent an increasing amount of time staring out the windows of his winter room, watching for signs of spring. As comfortable as the room is, after two-plus months of living in it he really just wants to get out.]

[To that end, he has been packing for a camping trip, and today - not knowing that winter isn't yet done with Luceti - he shuts down all the systems in his room and leaves the house.]

[Anyone out and about in the village may see the Turtle, bundled in his snowsuit and carrying a duffel bag, heading out of town. He's not going anywhere in particular and isn't in a hurry, so he'd be happy to stop and talk.]

Comments

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[i_speak_softly]

[Following the train of thought, Don directs a calculating look at the ceiling, then simply nods. Project accepted.]

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[semper_cogitans]

[This is a nice thought.]

It is... a project to consider for later, yes...?

... At any rate... [Another glance at Don's packing.] Shall I... assist you, or... is there anything else you would rather I do...?

[He wants to spend a little time with you before you leave, Don.]

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[i_speak_softly]

Mm.

[He glances up, and their gazes cross before he quickly looks away again.]

Just - stay right there.

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[semper_cogitans]

Certainly.

[As he usually does, Robert follows this direction exactly - he stands in the exact same place, without moving from the spot, until whenever Don wants him to move.]