[ Cassandra had just kept an eye on him as he kept going, noticing the patterns. That makes sense for Martin, doesn't it? That kind of meticulousness. He finds comfort in it, maybe.
She finds comfort in patterns, too, now that she thinks about it.
She hadn't eaten much watching him, so she's not feeling the same as he does. But it's getting late, isn't it. ]
Yeah, that's fine. We can put the rest away... [ She looks around the counter for the lid and finds it, securing the platter. ] You know you should probably get into bed soon.
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She finds comfort in patterns, too, now that she thinks about it.
She hadn't eaten much watching him, so she's not feeling the same as he does. But it's getting late, isn't it. ]
Yeah, that's fine. We can put the rest away... [ She looks around the counter for the lid and finds it, securing the platter. ] You know you should probably get into bed soon.