It's the ones you can call at 3AM that count...

[alt_minds2]

Aurora is in another strange bed, once again a recipient of the kindness of capes. She's tossing and turning, the nightmares still too fresh, the invasive "testing" still making her feel dirty and used

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[gar_logan]

Dozing on his bed in the Tower, lying belly up, Gar's pocket rumbles and softly purrs, making him wonder when he got a pet cat.

"Down kitty. Bad kitty." He mumbles, half-awake, brushing his pants.

He realises he actually has his Cell in his pocket on silent mode, pulling it out and sliding it open, holding it to his ear.

"Uh, Gar Logan."

[alt_minds2]

"I woke you up, didn't I?"

[gar_logan]

He smiles.

"No, no, I was awake, it was just a boring Telemall shopping advert, really..."

[alt_minds2]

She suspects the truth's different.

"Just...letting you know I'm okay, Gar. I kinda...dropped out of sight for a few. I...just missed your voice."