[ No surprise, John's already there. He isn't sitting, instead lingering on his feet with his hands in his pockets, probably just halting a pace at the appearance of Travis. ]
Hey. Thanks for comin'. Thought we'd just—
[ He tips his head in the direction of a warn path. ]
[ There's a slight pause as Blake processes the unexpected reaction — or lack thereof — but then again, it's late and it's not like Blake sent up serious warning signs or anything like that. ]
Guess I just needed to get out a bit. Room was startin' to feel a bit like a prison cell, that's all.
[ Or maybe he'd just been spending more time there than usual. Either way, John's clearly not a fan. ]
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[Being soulless means staying in bed all day with zero regrets.]
where should i meet u?
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Oxygen gardens. The bench is a good starting point.
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[And after a few minutes, he heads down for the gardens. He heads for the bench, looking for Blake.]
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Hey. Thanks for comin'. Thought we'd just—
[ He tips his head in the direction of a warn path. ]
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What's up?
[His emotions say he cares, but he doesn't put as much care into the question, not sugarcoating it with a joke like usual.]
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Guess I just needed to get out a bit. Room was startin' to feel a bit like a prison cell, that's all.
[ Or maybe he'd just been spending more time there than usual. Either way, John's clearly not a fan. ]
You been okay? You an' yours?
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[He nods.]
I'm fine. Wes seems pissed but- [He shrugs.] You?
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Pissed? Why?
[ Because he can't not ask. ]