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It is a few hours into a projected 168 of them. Haru is trying to get back to sleep while his mother holds him, because 168 hours is going to feel a lot longer if he can't figure out how to sleep while lonelier than ought to be humanly possible.
Suddenly not having his mother holding him is certainly a way to ruin the attempt.
"Hi Ari. It would be nice to meet you under better circumstances but at the moment it's mostly confusing. I do really appreciate the hug though."
"Hugs are good!" Here's the elevator; she doesn't try and extract herself from him before shuffling in. "...Should I carry you to my car? For shoes reasons and also hug ones?"
"I'm very strong! I'm preeetty sure I can fire-carry you and less sure but still optimistic that I could do something more huglike. I didn't park that far away."
"Cool." Once they hit the ground floor she unhugs enough to duck under his arm and hoist him. "This okay?"
"The jacket conceals my true power." Here they go to her car. "Do you wanna sit together in the back for a bit or do you want to get where we're going as fast as possible."
"Okay, and you're still good to swing through a Tim's? - Do you want - is it bad enough that you should down some painkillers and, I can do a tap on the head, do you want to trade a headache for skipping the next hour of car ride -"
"......I'm not in physical pain except for my elbow which is occupying almost none of my attention. I could go for some Tim's if it's six in the morning. I have absolutely no idea what the thing about the tap on the head is?"
"You know, like, should I - bam - knock you out. The painkillers are for afterward but you'd want to take them ahead of time so they have a chance to kick in." Here's her car; it's dark teal. "If you give me your order I can get you breakfast even if you don't want to be awake for it."
"I wouldn't give you a concussion! I learned how to do it properly. But if you don't want to then that's, really and truly the most fine, I just thought it should be on the table." She gives up on trying to de-pocket her keys with him on her shoulders and sets him down. Now they can be in the car.
In he gets. "I think I'll pass, on the off chance that anything I remember about the world is correct."
"That's so fine!" She does something on her phone then passes it to him; the app isn't familiar but seems basically navigable. "Want to pick a music?"
"I kind of can't read very well right now and I'm not big into music but if you wanna direct me to something I'm easy?"
It's like ten minutes to get in the drive through. Ari wants a latte (vanilla), a breakfast sandwich (bacon), and twenty Timbits (assorted).
- Ope, personal space invasion is - not at all surprising, actually, though it might be a little startling.
Ari wants to park for a minute to wolf down half her sandwich and then they can get properly going.
Nom nom. "So what do you do when you're not giving strange espers and/or head cases rides?"
"I work at a summer camp! In the summer, and bits of the spring and fall, and they do one event in February. And then the rest of the time it's just odd jobs. A lot of cleaning, mostly, and then stuff like this where something weird comes up and Uncle Xave sets me on the case. - Usually not quite this weird."
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