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It's been a relatively calm cycle. No Games, only one Tear, and--miracle of miracles--Dot actually has all her paperwork done before supper. Both she and Bob have a chance to just relax and put their feet up for the evening.

[where's that ominous music coming from?]

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It's a long quiet pause, with Mairi still wailing in keytool before Dot takes a deep breath and gets up to get the COCOA, and some digitized chocolate they've both earned it, from the kitchen.

"Bob?"

"Yeah?" Bob looks up. "It's okay, he did leave. His signature's not there anymore."

...that's not what she's worried about and he knows it.

"I think, from now on...we'll be taking breaks someplace safer," There is a pointed eye-movement up towards the location of the second-floor Closet.

"He had a point."

He recalls a long-ago conversation in Milliways.

( "My daughter is not a science project." )
( "Don't look at me. I'm just saying you'd better tell anyone who thinks to prod her this. Because. I have an unsettling feeling they might try it." )

"...yeah, he did."

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"...We've enjoyed a virus-free system...since Daemon. We might not be that lucky in the future minutes."
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"Lens was giving us information he wasn't supposed to, I think." She says after a long moment. "I think, that he had all the information that the Guild wanted, the moment you threw the sheild over me."

Bob nods. "It's weird to think of him doing us a favor, but..."

"Not so weird...he did us a favor the last time he was here, remember?"

Lens did not have to report Talon dead, when infact the old coot was still alive and processing.

"...he could even get in trouble with the Guild, for doing what he just did."

Bob sags back down onto the couch, closing his eyes.

:: Mairi... I promise you, I'll do whatever it takes to keep you safe. I promise. ::

Dot is soon as close to him as they can both possibly be, with Mairi, having calmed down to little 'hiccups' now. Something about Dad talking is just helping her calm down now.

"I think Mairi sensed Lens as well..." Dot murmurs softly. "He scared her."

"I don't blame her."

He lays a hand gently on his wife's pregnant belly. :: It's okay, Mairi, he's gone. It's all gonna be okay. ::

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Neither does Dot.

Eventually though...the little spark dows calm down and just...babble at Dad for a bit to be sure he's hearing her, before nodding off.

By then, Dot is much the same way. Fear is exhausting, after all. "Let's go to bed early tonight."

"Fine by me." Bob stands and offers his wife a hand up.

It takes little fussing at the stairs, but soon enough...they're in bed.

Tomorrow is going to be another day to think more on what has just happened.

Tomorrow is another day.

It'll be a while before Bob gets to sleep tonight, though.

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