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[Horst is awake after the event ends, and for the first time all week he heads outside. He hasn't had his PCD on, or if he has he didn't answer it. And in fact he's not planning to now, but the verdammt thing is in his jacket pocket.

He has Basil the stuffed rabbit under one arm, and the sock puppet held in a fist. He fills it with a few rocks, ties it off, and throws it so far the PCD wouldn't have been able to see it even if it had been angled in its direction.

The feed times out before he can be bothered to realize it's on.]

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[He nods] Spike, the blond?

Yes. 'Spiky-haired Spike,' as Bubbles refers to him. He has been kind enough to allow me to live with him, after I - after Tybalt and I decided it would be best to live apart.

[That doesn't sound good.] Are you all right?

I am fine. I am well-settled for now.

[And if phrased that way, she's telling the truth.]

...For now. That doesn't squeak with confidence, my dear.

Why don't I bring dinner by?

I have no complaint with Spike, please do not misunderstand me. He is a very dear friend and most generous to allow me to make his home my own.

[But she smiles.]

If you like, Mr. Horst. I shall be glad of your company.

I'm rather fond of him myself, yes.

I'll whip something up and bring it by, then! See if Spike wants a bite to eat, too, would you?

I shall ask him, worry not. He will be glad of anything you bring, I am certain. He likes a wide variety of things.

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