Well, then.

[emocaliban]

Cal is sulking again. But it's rather a different sort of sulking, less serious than has been his wont lately, and he looks almost normal again, at least by Cal standards. Thank God for Merlin is really all Cal can say. However, on the other hand, there are some things he's not so happy about, and so he's being a teenager and lying on his bed and

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[emocaliban]

He looks up. "Who's there?"

His voice is even, at least - he's not so depressed anymore, just normal gloomy Cal.

[phedre_25]

"Phedre," she replies softly, but audibly enough. "May I come in?"

[emocaliban]

"Phe-oh. Yeah, sure," he says, getting up quickly and picking up a few things and throwing them in the closet. His room still looks like a tornado hit, though.

[tomboy_22]

... and because she is now in a worrisome mood for everyone she cares about, and that includes usually Cal at the top of the list, Anita comes by, eventually, though it's probably much later in the day.

She knocks on the door - not gently - just her own knock ticketytock - Cal probably might recognize it by now, since it's usually the morning training thing.

[emocaliban]

Cal looks around to be sure there's nothing embarrassing and then says, "Yeah, sure, it's open."

[tomboy_22]

"Hey," she says as she comes in, then plop on the bed unceremoniously. "How's you?"

Trying to be light. At least, she's not covered in blood right now.

[emocaliban]

He can still smell it vaguely, though, and he frowns a bit, eyeing her. Almost warily, "I'm...all right?" And it looks true, too, judging by the way his grey eyes seem clearer, less raw, and rested for the first time since he died.