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"Aventine, you get all the slack," Pic replied, taking a single biscuit and lathering it with honey. "So... what now?" Pic asks Aventine.
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“That’s… the perfect amount of food!” Pic exclaims. “Could I taste some? I will get up and replace it if needed.” Pic turns to Addison. “There is reason to feel sad, but there is no need to feel bad about yourself.”
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Pic shrugged, and sipped his tea. “Are you OK?” he asked the newcomer.
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“Why are you sitting way over there?” Pic called to the newcomer. “Do you want to join us?”
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Geez this is phenomenal. I’m already invested and hooked!
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Pic nods. “Then that’s why I could not keep a song going while he was there?”
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“How does Death… work?” He talked to me. Why?
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“So…” Pic says, breaking the silence, then trails off, humming a slow, dramatic beat. How the heck do I talk to this man? Pic thinks.
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“Just pick whatever!” Pic yells across the room. “If you don’t like it go back and try another thing.”
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Pic nodded and put the tray back. He claimed a large bowl of soup and a cup of herbal tea. He sat at a table and waited for the other two to join him.
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They all soon reached the cafeteria, where Pic dropped Aventines hand in favor of three trays. He gave one to Aventine, then held one out to Lerac.
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Pic smiled, and began walking down the hallway, towing Aventine behind him.
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Pic shrugged. "The offer to join still stands."
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Pic nodded. "Yeah, I won't be of much use when I don't have food. Want to join us for lunch?"
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"Ash is doing her job right now, so I'm hoping that a lack of people will make the small one talk to Ash."
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Pic shakes his head. "Just getting her to talk is a challenge."
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"She is forever afraid," Pic hums. "I'm humming this lullaby to keep her calm. I have no idea if it is having any effects."
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Pic laughed at the bottle. "Not that," he responds with a chuckle. He then lowers his voice. "Right now we are trying to get the small one to feel better, but..." he quickly turns to Aventine. "We haven't gotten food yet."
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"You don't have to talk about it if you don't want to," Pic hummed. He turned to Aventine, "And that goes for both of you." "Makes sense."
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"I will," he muttered. "I have no intentions to drink." Pic smiled the first genuine smile that Lerac had seen on his face. "You'd be insane not to like the clinic." "Huh, never thought of it that way."
