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[kidgloved]

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[greedbowstome]

I don't either... [He sighs softly, closing his eyes.] Come up whenever you want. Knock in a pattern so I know it's you.

[And not. You know. The living dead trying to get in.]

We're self-sufficient in this suite, have a kitchen and everything, won't have to leave much, unless it's necessary. Which will be safer for now.

[kidgloved]

There has to be another way. [There must be another way. They couldn't just let him roam the halls and infect people, but they also couldn't interact with him any more than they already have.] Tell me there's another way out of this?

[Tell him that they wouldn't have to actually kill Jesper.]

[greedbowstome]

[He knows he's just looking for comfort, but Wylan knows better than to seek that from Kaz, of all people. He's a realist, which can come across chilly, at best and downright frigid at worst.

He tries to ain somewhere in the middle when he says: ]

I don't know... [He scoffs softly.] Maybe Lucifer will save the day at the last second, as he seems to do incessantly.

[kidgloved]

[I don't know was better than a lie. It was the truth and Wylan just nods to himself.]

Maybe. I don't trust that he will. [He doesn't trust Lucifer as far as he can throw him.] I'll ... I'll be by soon. I want to make sure I have some things before I crash in your room.

[greedbowstome]

I don't either. [He hates that guy, honestly. He never has answers until it's too late. Some ruler of a domain he is. Kaz is 17 and he's done better for himself as a Barrel Boss than it seems Lucifer manages here.]

All right. Get whatever you think you might need for a few days, at least. Maybe a week.

[kidgloved]

Yeah. I'll be there soon.

[Deep breath.]

[greedbowstome]

See you then.

[click.]