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[termineur]

"Uh, hi there. I'm probably out stomping through snow right now, so...leave a message?"

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[termineur]

Just like that.

[ She deserves for something to be easy, after all that. ]

Yeah, I'll tell him. Don't worry.

[spoileralert]

[ She takes a deep breath and lets it out slow. ]

Okay. Thanks, Gabriel.

If she has a plan, she can probably manage for a couple of days on her own at least.

[termineur]

Sure.

[ Is he helping? He thinks maybe he's helping. ]

Al and I will bring you something other than vending machine snacks. I bet you're getting tired of those by now.

[spoileralert]

[ You done good, Gabriel. ]

I'm tired of all the food here, at this point. But the junk food did make for a nice change of pace, even if it doesn't provide much protein.

[termineur]

Really? Pfft, well- I won't argue with you there. And I guess the junk does have some carbs to get you going.

Next chance we get, though- we're all crashing an All-You-Can-Eat buffet. Maybe I'll live there for a few days.

[ He was already too skinny when he got here, he's practically becoming 2-D at this point. ]

[spoileralert]

Definitely at least a week. You gotta take it slow or you'll make yourself sick. Think of it as a food marathon.

[termineur]

[ He laughs at that. ]

I'm not exactly the poster child for restraint, you know. Maybe we'll have an eating contest. At least until we get kicked out.

[ That sounds just about like heaven right now. ]

At least I don't have the metabolism I usually do back home. Special abilities take up tons of energy, as it turns out.

[spoileralert]

Or I can just punch you any time I think you're gonna make yourself puke.

[termineur]

[ Okay, that sounds a little more like Steph. ]

You'll have to watch it. I tend to get territorial over food.

-oh, who'm I kidding? You'd have no problem forcing me to pace myself.

[spoileralert]

Not even a little.