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[It's been well over a week since Robyn last made an appearance on the network. She had needed some time to recover and sort herself out after the ordeal she had been through, she wasn't anywhere near one hundred percent but she was at least ready to make an attempt to show up in front of her friends again.

She was incredibly nervous about doing this, she knew there were a fair number of people that thought it would be best to wait for the mafia to release her... But that wasn't exactly how things had worked out. She knew there had been a lot of arguing over the situation. She had only seen a little of it during the short time she had access to the network, but it was enough to make her nervous of how people might be reacting to the fact that her rescuers had probably made the mafia really angry. She certainly couldn't bring herself to be mad at them, they had saved her plain and simple.]

[So the feed opens up with Robyn staring at the screen, chewing on her lower lip nervously. After a moment she'll raise her hand and wave nervously. She certainly looks to be a lot better than when she was being held by Albero, but there are dark bags under her eyes. It's pretty obvious she hasn't been sleeping well lately.]

Uhmm... Hey! Uh-Long time, no see?

I just wanted everyone to know I'm here and uhm-I'm fine.

So... You all don't have to worry anymore.

I-uh... Haven't really been checking here over the last little while and I kind of, sorta lost my cellphone during the-

[She frowns and decides against talking about what had happened and moves on.]

-The thing... But I just got a new one a couple days ago, so getting a hold of me shouldn't be a problem.

[She stares at the screen for a moment, completely unsure of what to say next. She feels like this may not have been the best idea.]

Well-I'm gonna go now. I just wanted to say well... Thank you and I-I'm sorry for everything that happened.
[She let's out a deep breath and shuts down the feed for now. She'll give herself a few minutes before she starts responding.]

[OOC: Hey! I know there are people that mentioned wanting to visit Robyn after the plot. If anyone still wants to do that feel free to start something here or let me know and I can get things going.]

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[It hadn't been that hard to track down Robyn's house. Not when one had a particularly strong sense of smell and knew exactly what she smelled like, anyway. ... and had a lot of time on one's hands. There's that, too.

So the evening after Robyn makes her return video to the network, there comes a scratching on her front door, with a canine sounding whine to go with it to prove it's not another kidnapper. Because if it were Lyall, he'd want some assurance of that, himself. Whether or not she opens up, or her father does, is up in the air, but whoever does, there's a large, shaggy, tawny "dog" sitting on the porch with a note in an envelope at its paws, with Robyn's name on it. The note is slightly damp. Wolf spit and lack of hands. You know how it goes.]

[Robyn's dad was out at the time the Lyall came to the door. Robyn glanced up from where she was sitting to peer cautiously when she heard the sounds. Eventually she tip-toed over toward the door, it took another moment before she opened the door just a crack to peek outside.

The "dog" is certainly not one she has seen around here before and the note at it's paws is kind of strange too. She certainly hasn't put together that it and Lyall could be one and the same, not yet anyways.]

Is... That for me?

[She'll slowly inch out the door and toward the note to pick it up.]

[This might make the connection, or at least the certainty that something is decidedly off here: Lyall bobs his head a little in answer to her question, puts one front paw on the envelope, and pushes it a couple inches closer to her. The look he gives her is one of a sad puppy, but it's not unfriendly, either.]

[Okay. She wasn't exactly expecting the "dog" to nod his head, but that's a really great answer, she can't deny that. She'll move down to grab the letter, being careful to avoid touching any of the more slobbery bits of it, then she'll open it up and pull out the note inside.]

[The note reads as follows:

"Robyn, I'm so very glad you're back safe. I wish I could have done more to help, but I wanted to let you know we were all thinking about you and getting you home. If there is anything I can do in the future, please do let me know. Sincerely, Mr. Lyall."

That might put two and two together with the shaggy "dog", at least.]

[Robyn read the note carefully and there were tears on her cheeks by the time she was done. She looked over to the "dog" and smiled. She scootched over closer and wrapped her arms around his neck to give him a hug.]

...Thank you.

[Lyall tucked his chin over her shoulder in response, hugging her back with muzzle and neck as best he could. Trying to wrap a foreleg around someone, he'd found, really didn't work so well. It usually wound up in that someone toppling over into him.

He did give a satisfied sort of "whuff", though, since at least she seemed to like the note.]

[She'll hold the hug for a little bit, then move to scratch behind his ear.]

I'll let you know if something comes up, I-I think I'll be fine now.

[Thankfully, Lyall has come to accept that he actually kind of likes earscratches, even if that's a bit embarrassing, so he submits with a pleasant doggish expression. Then he even leans over to give her cheek a quick lick, half to lick away a tear and half like a parental kiss on the cheek.

If one can think of a wolf as being parental, anyway.]

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