[Fortunately for Norton, Jacob has no intention of going anywhere and wasn't even going to ask. He sits back in his chair, Mae beside him, and lounges there idly.]
You'll be alright.
Go make some tea. Take a nap. Do your nails, I don't know. Whatever you need to do to relax. I'll stay a while.
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Date: 2024-12-18 10:08 am (UTC)You'll be alright.
Go make some tea. Take a nap. Do your nails, I don't know. Whatever you need to do to relax. I'll stay a while.