[If there's a system, no explanation is coming. She strips the bed, builds the pile, retrieves the first dropped pillow, and more or less collapses to sitting, eyes falling closed - too tired to finish lying down, just taking a breather here. She fiddles lazily with the latches on her own boots.
The console in her room still blares and blares, even through Toto's little body strapped over the speaker.]
...The door should stay open in case something else happens. [Mumble mumble.]
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The console in her room still blares and blares, even through Toto's little body strapped over the speaker.]
...The door should stay open in case something else happens. [Mumble mumble.]