[She's there in the time she'd given, always prompt, even with the way she's rebuilding up from the mess at the beginning of the month. At the door, she pauses, bending down to pick up Chubbs, carrying the chihuahua in with her while the rest of the dogs wait out in the corridor. It's not her room, she won't pile dogs in.]
This gonna be better or worse than more black holes and hellbeasts?
[It's half a joke, even if the smile it's given with is only slight and very tired.]
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This gonna be better or worse than more black holes and hellbeasts?
[It's half a joke, even if the smile it's given with is only slight and very tired.]