Caliban isn't whole yet by any stretch of the imagination. But the bags under his eyes are a little less, and while there's still a haunted look in his eyes when they're open, which they aren't right now, Sophia curled up on his bare chest where he's on his back on his bed. He might be dead for all he moves except for the rise and fall of his chest
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He opens one eye and gives Merlin a baleful look, the whites of his eyes still rather bloodshot.
"What're you doing here?"
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"Visiting, my boy, what else would I be doing?"
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Half-heartedly. He just doesn't have the energy.
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"Cal-love? it's me, Phedre."
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"Oh. Hey, Phedre."
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Then again, she's still convinced whoever hurt her wasn't Cal. And technically, she's not entirely mistaken.
She knocks.
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"Yeah, go ahead, it's open," he says tiredly. Before he catches the scent and realizes it's Molly.
....ohgood.
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A pause, and he looks at his feet. "I mean - hey, Molly."
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She comes in, a little after sun down. She left her watch of Henry’s door, let him feed, typist willing, and ran off to see Cal, stalking around and hidden, grazing walls, paranoid of seeing Mina Harker, and succeeding in avoiding her, thankfully.
“Hey.” Quietly.
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"Hey, Anita." A pause, and then he frowns, looking worried. "What's the matter? You look a little...harried."
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She'll talk. Just not so soon. She needs to digest it, first.
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Pause.
"I'm all right."
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