MCA #5, Friday

[electrocynic]

There was a note on Sarah's door today:

Let's not.
Don't mention meta for Voldemort.
Thanks.

It was mostly for the benefit of her next interaction with a takeaway delivery person. This weekend was going to be one of junk food and truly terrible television with absolutely no informational or otherwise current reality-based value whatsoever. She

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[uncertain_dume]

Kanan really had no intention of discussing he-who-must-not-be-named today, if only because he still didn't know much about what was going on out there on the mainland, but also because there was an air of paranoia and despair hanging over the island that he couldn't quite ignore. And... Frankly, between that feeling and his own concerns about Vader and the Emperor, he was in bed of a distraction.

So, knowing all of nothing about... That Man, he was knocking on Sarah's door all the same. Sometimes you just needed to pester people.

[electrocynic]

Sarah considered not coming to the door, since she wasn't currently expecting more food to arrive. But, curiosity won out. (Damn you, curiosity!) So she dragged herself off the couch in all her stay-at-home glory, and came to the door.

And was pleasantly surprised.

"Oh. Hey."

[uncertain_dume]

"Hey," Kanan replied, giving Sarah a little, almost sheepish grin. "Thought I'd swing by, see how you're doing. Is this a bad time?"

Like, for Sarah in particular, not in general.

[electrocynic]

"Not at all," Sarah replied, largely because he hadn't mentioned That Man and didn't seem very likely to. "As long as you don't object to extreme casualwear. Wanna come in?"