...well. It can't be helped. [And Break will be rather more discerning about using these things, now that he knows proximity makes little difference. He lucked out, this time. The idea of what kinds of things Ange could have seen instead makes him shudder.] Mm...pleasant dreams.
[-- and then he's back in his own bedroom, staring up at the canopy of his bed. When he doesn't move for too long, Baltus helpfully sticks his snoot into his face, and that's enough to get Break to roll over and settle in properly.
He got what he wanted. His thoughts are calm, and he doesn't have any trouble falling asleep. But what a price. Now Ange is going to have questions, no doubt, and while Break doesn't mind telling people what his world was like, the extent of the part he played in it is something he keeps a little closer to his chest.
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[-- and then he's back in his own bedroom, staring up at the canopy of his bed. When he doesn't move for too long, Baltus helpfully sticks his snoot into his face, and that's enough to get Break to roll over and settle in properly.
He got what he wanted. His thoughts are calm, and he doesn't have any trouble falling asleep. But what a price. Now Ange is going to have questions, no doubt, and while Break doesn't mind telling people what his world was like, the extent of the part he played in it is something he keeps a little closer to his chest.
Well. It's a problem for tomorrow.]