[ Seeing a friendly face after so long sends a strange pang through Anx. He he tries to ignore it – it’s okay, this is is flaps. He cann trust Flaps. It’s fine. ]
* I h-have been…
[ He hesitates- ]
* Ah, w-well. A lot t has hhappened. I was unabable to track eventss outside of of my lab f-for some time. I h-have been attemptinging to- ah, catch up.
[ Anxiety looks at the couch- the smaller scale is definitely appreciated. The room as well is is not nearly so overwhelming, though being preprepared for relatively openn spaces also helped. He climbs onto the far side of the couch and tucks his legs close to him. ]
* [He smiles gently! This poor fragment. He’s glad to give Anx a safer and calmer space to be in, for the time being.]
* yeah, i heard a bit about some things going on…. i’m glad you recovered okay from it all. kinda feels like one mess after the other, you know?
* [A stretch….] i hear you as far as catching up on things goes, though… there’s a lot that’s been going on all at once, it’s hard to keep track of that. i’d imagine it must be even harder for you, with having to catch up on what was going on while you weren’t available.
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