Still?

[ He looks both curious and amused, concern slowly fading from his expression as he grins back at her. It's good to see her in a good mood, or as close to one as she can manage given the circumstances, that faint smile unmistakable for someone who has spent as much time studying the subtle nuances of her moods as he has.

When she poses that question, he frowns for a moment, then seems to remember something. ]

Oh, yeah. [ With a grunt, he hauls himself to his feet and points at her on his way past. ] Don't go anywhere.


[ He disappears into one of the bedrooms, soon followed by the noise of things being pulled out of a closet and some low muttered curses. When he comes back, he has a pile of clothes under one arm and a familiar figure under the other -- Penagos the pelican, which he sets down with an air of triumph among the takeout boxes. He hands her the rest -- a few t-shirts and her bear kigu folded on top. ]

Your locker's still the same in the gym. Didn't, uh -- [ He clears his throat, reaching for a beer to cover for his faint embarrassment at his own sentimentality. ] Didn't let anyone else use it.