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[faithful_slayer]

Faith's sitting on the floor of Max's room, meditating.

Or trying to.

It's a little hard, when your mind won't stop. So many emotions - relief that Charlie's staying, even stronger relief that Max and Michael made it through the battle, grief for the soldiers who didn't...

The meditation should be calming, but it's harder to be calm, these days.

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[rebelheartalien]

Maria is sleeping, but Michael is restless. Probably for the same reasons that Faith can't get calm.

He's looking for Max, really, when he wanders into the room, but he's just as glad to find Faith.

[faithful_slayer]

Faith's eyes open, and she blinks at him a couple of times, then unfolds and slumps against the base of Max's bed.

"Hey."

GIP? Whut?

[rebelheartalien]

"Hey."

He leans against the doorpost, tiredly.

[faithful_slayer]

"Can't sleep either, huh?"

She pats the floor next to her in silent invitation.

There may be leaning.