[seventeen-point-seven-five]

[grey_of_heart]

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[serverofshota]

[Only hears the voice]

...

[going to take a long shot here and assume this is not a good thing.]

[grey_of_heart]

[Well... it's just sort of a 'thing'. I think.]

[The laughter does eventually stop. Then a sigh.]

Go away, now.

[A mumble; sounds like he's talking to himself.]

[serverofshota]

...

[Risks it anyway, walking towards the kitchen.]

Gabriel?

[grey_of_heart]

[Gabe wipes at his nose, washes his hands at the kitchen sink.]

Hm? Oh, hullo. I was making some tea...

[He missed a spot on his shirt.]

[eyesofargos]

[There is a long pause before there's any reply, and when he does reply, his voice is unsteady.]

...C-confirmed.

[Jeff is waiting at the appointed time, but something seems a bit different about him. He's less stiff, less expressionless, though far from normal. He stands when he sees Gabriel arrive, uncertainty all over his face.]

Gabriel?

[grey_of_heart]

Jeff.

[Gabriel smiles, but he doesn't look particularly happy.]

How are you? Are you feeling any better? More...

[Human?]

[eyesofargos]

[Now it's Jeff's turn to unexpectedly hug Gabriel. Tightly and desperately, as if he's afraid he'll disappear if he lets go.]

I thought you were dead.

[grey_of_heart]

[It's unexpected--he's gotten too used to people dying around here, including himself. He's the one to go stiff for a moment, but then he hugs back.]

I've no idea what I was, but apparently I wasn't here.