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[Liam's not looking well when his face shows up on the mirror. The deep bags under his eyes suggest that he hasn't been sleeping, and when he speaks he sounds a bit... cranky.]

So guys... I'm lost here. I need like, a news update or something. My brain is fried. What's going on? Crazy machine making people disappear, mafia stuff... what am I missing?

[He runs a hand through his hair and lets out a tired breath.]

Is everybody okay now? You know, sort of?

[A pause.]

Also anybody got any tips on getting some sleep? Or... nightmares?

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[Now he inhales some of the steam from the athelas tea, then takes a sip. At her words, he rubs the back of his neck at that, slightly embarrassed. ]

....Kinda.

[Pause.]

Um, if I wake up sort of...loud [screaming] I'm sorry about that.

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No worried, I have a pillow to smother you! [She grins patting the pilow she had in case she wanted to take a nap herself.]

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Wow, rude, Ariel. I have a legit problem here!

[Can you here the whine? There's a pause.]

...But... Thanks for letting me stay here, anyway.

[sylvanguard]

[SIGH.] I meant it as a joke. I wouldn't let you pass out here if I didn't want to look out for you.

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[He's kind of a child that needs a nap right now, okay?]

Well... I'm glad you've got my back. You know I try to have yours, right?

[He felt that he kind of failed at that, with her getting hurt by the mafia goons.]

[sylvanguard]

I know you do. Despite out little differences and stuff [Mainly him hating Killian] we are still friends after all.

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Yeah, definitely.

[After that he stays quiet for a while. Then the tea is gone, and he's starting to drift off. He nearly falls asleep just sitting there before he snaps his eyes open and wakes up just enough to lay down and settle into the couch. Jack has taken up residence on the floor just next to him.]

[sylvanguard]

[Annnnnnd Ariel is just watching him because that is what she does. Not in a creepy manner, but a more or less, is he okay manner. she also offers Jack pets, if he wants them since her cats are currently locked up to keep the destruction and Naya's soul crushing hatred of Liam down to a minimum.]

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[The athelas allows Liam to get a solid four hours before he starts becoming restless and sweaty. Jack seems to sense something off, and hops up with his front lets to reach Liam's face so he could give him a lick. Liam wakes at that with a startled gasp, and sits up quickly.]

[sylvanguard]

[Ariel hadn't been napping so much since she was trying to kick the pain meds hold of her, but she had been listening to music with earbuds in, and sort of zoning out. She at first doesn't notice Liam tossing and turning, but when Jack hops up, she sits up Just in time to watch Liam bolt up. With a quick tug, she pulled the earbuds from her ear while looking him over.]

Whoah, you okay dude?

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[Liam takes a shaky breath before replying, holding his head in one hand to hide his face, which may or may not be concealing some tears.]

...Yeah. I just-- I'm fine.

[Jack has to strain to make the jump due to his short legs, but he makes it onto his owner's lap. Liam strokes the dog's fur, trying to calm down.]

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[She isn't about to comment on any tears that may or may not be there.]

You want something to drink? More tea or water maybe?

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[Liam shakes his head, takes another breath then is quiet a long time, obviously embarrassed. Finally when he's calm enough he says;]

...Okay so, I think we can collectively agree that fire-demon-monsters are bad.

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[Give her a moment to process this.]

Fire...demon? What the hell have you been dreaming about?

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[He pinches the bridge of his nose, still trying to wake up out of his sleepy haze. His words come out in somewhat of a rush.]

It's a memory. I was there, I saw this really fucking scary thing, and then someone fell off a bridge and died. I don't know who it was but he was important... and then if I'm not dreaming of that, I'm dreaming about what happened... you know...

[He nods to her side, indicating her injury. That day he'd killed someone - granted, in defense of his life and the lives of others, but it was still horrifying to know what he was capable of when he got hold of a dagger.]