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post-werewolf murders, checking in on the bae

[kobes]

Can I
Stay with you for a while?
I know I don't usually need to ask but

I don't want to be alone right now. I'll pack light. If that's okay.

[longitudinal]

You're staying with me.

There's no question. Pack whatever you want. I'll be over to help you soon.

[kobes]

Okay. Okay.

I don't know where to start
I don't

[There's a long pause, like he's frozen, like he's swimming in circles in the dark and getting more and more exhausted. Six people dead -- seven, though Embry's death being a day before feels odd, off. One near death.

Finally:] I don't know what to do.

[longitudinal]

You just keep to yourself and keep safe.

[ he's already heading back up to the manor, though - panicked and worried and fiercely protective. ]

Pack some clothes, your notes, anything important. I'm on my way to you.

[kobes]

Right.

[Right. Stop standing in the middle of the room spiraling. It gives Koby something to focus on, grabbing his notes, his clothes, his charts and maps. This is why he'd done all this, right? So he can't freeze. He can't spiral.

He keeps looking out the window, his breath too quick, too tight, like he can't fully inhale or exhale unless Quentin's there. Unless Koby can see he's okay.]

Be careful.