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[unmakes]

❰ here's... a pretty unfamiliar face, at this point. guess who's finally escaped into the light of day. ...well, cave light, so it's still pretty dim, but whatever.

she looks frazzled, hair tied back, with dirt smudged on her face. her nonchalance is overlaid by a definite note of done-with-this-shit. ❱

Right, so those caves? No freaking joke.

Juuuust saying.

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Pretty cool that they let you bring your dog. ❰ i guess it's not the same as bringing a friend, but she still feels a twinge of jealousy at the fact that she's here and everyone she gives a shit about is presumably still on that stupid island. ❱

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[fervence]

[lloyd doesn't get a chance to answer before there's the scittering sound of claws on the floor and a large green something that only vaguely looks like a dog comes skidding into the room and comes to a stop in front of lloyd, whining softly.

he smiles in relief and steps forward to wrap his arms around noishe's neck and leans into him.] Hey buddy. Sorry I was gone so long. Are you hungry? I'll get you something to eat. [and then he pulls back from noishe again and turns to look at sally over his shoulder.] I can make you something too, you're probably hungry after being in the caves for so long, right?

I had a friend from back home that showed up with me too. [lloyd tells her as he steps past to lead them all into the kitchen area.] But... [he shrugs and laughs] I guess he went back home while I was buried.

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[unmakes]

❰ holy shit, if that's a dog it absolutely got bitten by some kind of radioactive pokemon sometime in transit, like what the frick. her stomach growls audibly at mention of food, but she tries to play it off with a little shrug. ❱ I mean - if you're offering, totally.

❰ and she'll listen to him as she follows him into the kitchen, sliding into a chair? stool? whatever seating exists. his 'i guess he went back home while i was buried' has her mouth tugging up at the corners into what would be a little smile if there were any shred of positivity in it whatsoever. ❱ Yeah. They do that.

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[fervence]

[lloyd laughs quietly at the sound coming from sally's stomach, shuffles over to one side and pulls out some supplies.]

It's not the first time he's gone off on his own, he'll come back. [lloyd tells her.] And he'll be okay until then. [a sigh.] Probably.

Does a sandwich sound okay?

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[unmakes]

Absolutely. ❰ her stomach sounds seem to agree.

after a couple of seconds: ❱ Doesn't sound like you've got a ton of faith in your buddy.

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[fervence]

It's not that I don't have faith in him.

[lloyd says slowly, almost thoughtfully, before turning around to hand her a plate with a sandwich piled high on it, leaning back against the counter to chew on a bit of bear jerky, rather than attempt to start a second sandwich for himself.]

It's more that he doesn't have a lot of faith in himself.