[The couch shifts under Jonah again as Tim pushes himself up. There's the sound of a wooden door (cabinet or a chest?) opening... and not long after there's a wash of warm, as Tim wraps the fleece blanket around Jonah's shoulder. Then oddly, it ebbs, as Tim sits back down a little ways away.]
[Tim glances at Algric, thinking.] What it's like to work in the Institute? That could fly.
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Date: 2020-09-06 03:19 pm (UTC)[The couch shifts under Jonah again as Tim pushes himself up. There's the sound of a wooden door (cabinet or a chest?) opening... and not long after there's a wash of warm, as Tim wraps the fleece blanket around Jonah's shoulder. Then oddly, it ebbs, as Tim sits back down a little ways away.]
[Tim glances at Algric, thinking.] What it's like to work in the Institute? That could fly.