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[simon_doctor]

It's morning. Simon has been awake for a little while yet; Kaylee is still asleep.

Though it's anyone's guess how much longer she will be, with the smells of coffee and cooking starting to pervade the little cabin.

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[gonna_live]

Based on the way she's still huddled, lump-like, under the blankets, it looks as though it'll be a while.

[simon_doctor]

There probably isn't enough noise to wake her, either; a few subdued clinks and clunks are as loud as it gets. The rhythmic click of a wire whisk against a glass bowl was louder, and that's been over for a while.

The sun's gotten high enough to start streaming in the window, though. That might do it.

Maybe.

[gonna_live]

Not if she's still buried beneath blankets.

[simon_doctor]

It's beginning to look like the heroic task of waking Kaylee is going to fall to Simon after all.

Right now he's standing in the bedroom doorway, looking speculatively around the room. His glance falls on the small dressing table near the window, and he starts to smile. Yes; perfect.

He slips out of the room again, being careful not to let the door close behind him.