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[cabbagepatching]

[He's been sitting in bed, browsing the network when he gets the text.]

yeah. sup

[It's not as... concerned as Travis would normally be.]

[oversight]

Can't sleep. I was thinking I'd take walk and I could use some company.

[cabbagepatching]

no problem. give me a few minutes to get dressed.

[Being soulless means staying in bed all day with zero regrets.]

where should i meet u?

[oversight]

[ Blake's not really one to judge, really, though he'll certainly find it strange in a bit. ]

Oxygen gardens. The bench is a good starting point.

[cabbagepatching]

got it.

[And after a few minutes, he heads down for the gardens. He heads for the bench, looking for Blake.]

[oversight]

[ 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. ]

[cabbagepatching]

[He nods, walking up to him and starting out on the path.]

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.]

[oversight]

[ 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. ]

You been okay? You an' yours?

[cabbagepatching]

Hm. A prison cell, huh?

[He nods.]

I'm fine. Wes seems pissed but- [He shrugs.] You?

[oversight]

[ Well, okay, that's a little different than expected, too. ]

Pissed? Why?

[ Because he can't not ask. ]