[voice//backdated a bit to just after the mistletoe]

[hidingnolonger]

[Raven's voice comes across the jurnals, and she sounds concerned. Frustrated. Worried.]

Charles.

Where are you? Answer me. Right now.

Has anyone seen Charles?

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[knowsyourmind]

... Seen... Charles.

[Why yes, it does in fact sound like he's just repeating what she's saying.]

[knowsyourmind]

[Something registers. He's supposed to say 'yes', or 'no thank you'.]

[He frowns for a moment.]

Yes.

[hidingnolonger]

...Just a second.

[She's going to go grab food -- an apple, something easy. She cuts it up and hauls some serious butt to his room.

She taps twice.]

...Charles?

[knowsyourmind]

[... someone on the other side of the door knocks back. Twice.]

[hidingnolonger]

..........................

Charles. Open the door. Please?

[knowsyourmind]

[It... inches open, a crack.]

[hidingnolonger]

Charles? Can I come inside?

[knowsyourmind]

[He searches for the right word for a moment, before it comes to him.]

Yes.

[hidingnolonger]

[She geeeeently eases the door open.]

Charles? I...brought you an apple. IF you're hungry.

[knowsyourmind]

[He stares at her for a moment, blinking.]

I... know your face...

[hidingnolonger]

[Raven kind of feels like crying, but she holds it in and smiles.]

Yes. I'm your sister.

[knowsyourmind]

Sis... Sister?

[He frowns, saying the word like it's foreign to him.]

[hidingnolonger]

[Nod.]

It'll...come back to you in a few days. I hope.

[knowsyourmind]

[He nods too, the motion jerky.]

Okay. Okay. A few days.

[hidingnolonger]

It...shouldn't be long.

[Squirming.]

I'm glad you're alive.

[knowsyourmind]

[He smiles though -- because that just feels like something he should do.]

Okay.