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[truthdecided]

Ren is in the clinic.

[Akechi's words are blunt, monotone, and he tries desperately to not any ripples of worry or distress slip through his thoughts.

Still, those focusing closely may still feel it. A tingling feeling like ants skittering across one's brain.]

I will be doing what I can to care for him. Obviously, I'm not clinic staff, but I owe him as much.

[Something like irritation starts to flare, but it fizzles out fast.]

I told him not to overdo it. Now he's going to fall even further behind.

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[truthdecided]

[A "blanket initiative." Hmm... He cocks his head slightly, envisioning this.]

Such a project may require additional hands. Blankets require far more materials than satchels.

[bladeofnymeia]

You can technically turn a thick bolt of fabric into a proper blanket if you hem the edges.

[She's been brushing Emmet out for his shedded fur and that shit pressed and spun into something is toasty.]