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[shuttersense]

Who tells someone to join them for a meal and sends a collar to wear?

[The writing is pressed down hard, and for those who knows their writing can see? This writer is ticked off.

Seriously.

Put that person in a bucket and send them out to sea.]

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[shuttersense]

Oh, wonderful. This is going to be a long, long meal.

[bloodyashes]

Especially with the difference in time perceptions. The one I lost my eyes at lasted several days by our reckoning. This one may be the same.

[He's not going to comment on how he knows that. But he does trust that Walter came to check up on him as soon as it was possible, ergo...]

[shuttersense]

Even better. We might nit have a choice but to drink something at least.

[Is she grumpy? Yes she is. She hates being cornered.]