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Library, Wednesday [ 03/19 ]

Adah hadn't limped into the library in the best of moods this morning, but, on the other, useless, mostly dead hand, it wasn't the worst of them, either. Somewhere towards the middle, divergent slightly to the left. Just how she was mostly used to it, even with unwanted multiplying pets into consideration.

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"Worse things have happened to me," he said and grinned. "It was actually good, getting out and being active like that. I haven't been out in the field like that in a long time."

"Good," Adah gave a nod, "although I'm tempted to resent you for the option of being out in the field like that, but I won't."

"I had to do something," he said and shrugged. "And it was far away from those statues, after all."

Adah's head ducked in considering acceptance of that point. "That is true," she said. "So, well, lucky for people like me for people like you around to go do stuff and then I can just sit it out. After, of course, the subsequent stress heart attack. That was, sadly, just about the pinnacle of my involvement in it this time, but, hey. No coma this time, right?"

"No coma is a good thing," he said quietly. "Sorry for my part in the stress heart attack, though."

Adah's eyes dropped for a moment before she could get herself to respond. She stayed the path of the light quips, but not without a moment of biting down on her lip as she drew in a bit of a breath. It was just so much easier to deal with and she'd only just started to get over all of that, anyway, without needing to be reminded and dragged through it again.

"Whole lot of good all that did me, anyway. I should have save it for this weekend, when you were traipsing out around the desert instead of hiding out in your room. Did you mention anything to the Lieutenant yet? What will she say, you disobeying orders?"

"Dunno," Lee said, shrugging. "I haven't seen her yet. But, I made sure I was safe. No unnecessary risks, no angel statues. I promise, I was safe."

Adah hadn't realized that she was biting her lower lip again as she looked at him, at first, and, when she did, she stopped abruptly, pressing her lips together as if to safeguard against doing it again. Why the hell was she starting to feel that pang of worry again, after the fact? It didn't make any sense, because he was there and he was fine, but just thinking about it...really thinking just...

"Good," she managed to get out, and left it at that, and concluding that she should really just get used to how nothing made much sense to her when it came to him.

"I brought you back some sand," he said, trying to be funny. "It's good sand. Very, very tan sand."

He didn't have any sand.

"I didn't realize sand could tan," Adah said, trying a light smile. "Last I knew, they lacked the proper pigments." She tilted head, then, and leaned over the desk a little in an obvious attempt to get a closer look at him. "You seemed to have picked up a bit of one, though...Also, what the hell am I going to do with sand? I've probably got enough dust from Kilanga still hanging in my clothes to last me a lifetime of African sand."

"I picked up a pigment?" he asked, leaning closer himself. "Am I a different color?"

"Not a pigment," Adah corrected, grinning lightly. "A tan. So it isn't so much a different color as it is a different shade, and it's subtle...very subtle...at best. I don't know. It's hard to tell from this particular distance."

"Is that a subtle hint?" he asked, grinning a little wider.

"I really don't think there was anything subtle about it," Adah admitted, with a light laugh as her smile spread. "But, I swear, I didn't start saying all that with the hint in mind, I just realized very quickly after saying it that I could benefit from it."

"You're almost asking me to crawl over the desk," he said but did lean closer to her.

"I don't think," Adah said, doing what little she could in leaning in a bit herself and craning her neck upwards, "crawling would be necessary, but far be it from me to restrict you if you feel that is what the situation calls for."

"Good tan or bad tan?" Lee asked.

Adah smiled lightly, pushing herself just that little extra bit forward that she wasn't sure she could do in an attempt to kiss him on the cheek. "Good tan," she assured him.

"Yay, he said, grinning at her. "Not that I was trying for a tan but good to know I didn't sunburn."

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