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delivery; late march

[vibing]

[ After coming back from the dead, after being trapped in his house for two weeks, after talking Flynn down from corruption, it's late in March and Yuri's forgotten to do something really important. He may have seen Paul after everything when he was a squid, but it isn't really the same. Actions speak louder than words, in Yuri's book, and they certainly speak louder than squid squeaks.

Paul will find a dog, Repede, waiting patiently at the front door of his house with a box in his pannier that has Paul's name on it in messy scrawl. Repede barks a few short times for Paul to come get the package. If he doesn't come, Repede will leave it there.

There's a short note attached to the box: ]

hey paul
nice work with the leviathan
- yuri

ps. promise this one won't turn you into anything

[ Inside the box is a small cake, neatly if simply decorated. Nothing says "good job with the war effort" than a cake, right? ]

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[Paul comes to the door, and then to his knees, reaching out to scratch Repede behind the ears, under the jaw, to bury his dry face into soft fur. He does this even before he reads the note, because there's no one to bear witness but the skeletons, and the only person they would tell has seen him do worse.

He scratches out a note of his own to send back in the emptied pannier.]

Hello Yuri,

You didn't do so badly, either. I'm glad you're back to yourself.

Thank you for the cake.

- Paul

P.S. I wouldn't mind if it did.

[vibing]

[ Repede accepts the pets, mostly because Paul seems to need this. A generally pretty stand-offish dog, Repede stays still, letting Paul press against him before woofing softly when Paul lets go. His tail swishes slowly as Paul writes his note, then he woofs again, giving Paul a look like a salute.

Enjoy your cake, Paul. Repede starts to walk away, then poofs into dark smoke, like Omens can. ]