Third Step (Video, public + private messages)

[dogwalksyou]

[Private, separately, to William Bush and Jesse Pinkman.]

I'm sorry for...startling you. I'm normally a bit more circumspect.


[Private to Morgana]

You know, we got so caught up in talking, we never did get to play. Not that it wasn't a lovely talk.

[It's not in the Puppy's overbearing eager tones; this is measured, and more knowing. It's an offer, not a plea.]


[Public]

[The Dog looks a bit abashed.]

If anyone finds any, ah. Floating sticks that seem intent on throwing themselves. Let me know, please.

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[dogwalksyou]

The world we made was...damaged, by someone else. Badly. We used the substance of ourselves to repair it.

[yeahscience]

Oh. [He goes quiet at that, but it's sort of a novel idea. Using yourself to fix something...] Did it work?

[dogwalksyou]

It worked.

[She is - a little bit sad, but also proud, mostly content. She just misses her family.]