To [Loyal Soldier]

[citizenmoore]

Not going to be home tonight, Damian. Everything's fine. We're on Victoria right now.

If anything comes up, please call James McGinty or the others. Or ask me to do it.

Take care of yourself. I'll be home soon.

Y

Comments

[turnanotherday]

"Well, I'm glad of small mercies." Shaun looks pretty relieved she isn't in intractable pain, at least. "And that's true. There should be plenty of tinned things at least, those don't take long."

As far as the medicine goes, it's sort of why. It's not Shaun's old injury exactly, but the assassins in his cell tend to pass out their extras when they've recovered, just in case.

"Actually, yeah. Seemed like we were risking injuries so it was worth bringing through. Anything else I can do?"

[citizenmoore]

"Well, the nursing stuff should come in handy. I guess mostly I should keep it iced for now." Yvette smiles over at him. "I'm going to get the crash course in avoiding Abstergo at the supermarket, won't I? Can we try for something milk like to toss in the coffee? It's a vice of mine."

[turnanotherday]

"Sounds like a good idea." Shaun nods. "Maybe later, we can look for someone to check it, just in case. Someone has to be keeping track. Mind you, I don' trust most of the apothcary things they keep advertising. Crawford Starrick's a templar so his syrup's probably mind controlling." He smiles back.

"As far as milk goes, we're probably in luck. They ship in things from farmers, right?"