Hey. [Methos puts down the book and steps to Ten's side, putting the hand not holding the salamander on his arm.] I'm sorry. I... didn't mean to be gone so long? At least this time I don't have to beg candy bars off of you, right?
[Ten smiles slightly. He's a touch embarrassed.] I know you didn't. We were just worried. [a pause] ...you were missed.
But it's good you don't require candy bar sustenance. I don't have any on me. though apparently I'm getting lollipops (http://www.livejournal.com/community/fandomtherapy/12620.html?thread=1161804#t1161804).
"This is so typical of you. Seriously." Parker reaches under the circulations desk, and brings out the by-now ubiquitous plate of cookies. "Is there any way to put a GPS signal on someone lost in the space-time wash?" she asks Ten.
I suppose, if I adapted his mobile, maybe. But that would only work on a dimensional basis. [Ten scratches his head.] Adam, remind me I have to fix your phone so it works in the TARDIS.
[Methos grins at the idea of spending more time in the TARDIS.] Definitely. But first I'm going to have to buy an aquarium or something for this little guy.
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But it's good you don't require candy bar sustenance. I don't have any on me.
though apparently I'm getting lollipops (http://www.livejournal.com/community/fandomtherapy/12620.html?thread=1161804#t1161804).no subject
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((Seriously, naptime.))
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