The Last Voyages: IC Inbox

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There is no voice message here. Better hope you got the right box.

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[musicdied]

You haven't? We should correct this immediately.

[worthallthis]

does that mean you're going to make me poison marshmallows now?

[musicdied]

:)

[That's it. That's the message.]

[worthallthis]

[It makes B smile, too, though for real. He doesn't reply, either, leaving the conversation there, but it felt-- nice. To just banter a little, like actual friends. Even if she isn't, and he knows that. B is pretty good at not thinking about stuff he doesn't want to, after all.]

[musicdied]

This time, there are two bags, woven from thin, colourful plastic strips, and given the tightness of the creases, it's definitely an industrial job instead.

Inside each of the two bags are a sack of dog treats, claiming to be antelope meat, and a small but durable puzzle mat, tightly rolled. There's a note clipped the handle of one of the bags.

One for Libby and D, and one for the kennel.

finally found this!

[worthallthis]

She will indeed see, the next time she swings by the kennel, that the puzzle mat has been laid out in the puppies' side of the kennel proper. He doesn't send a thank you, because that would be acknowledging that she gave him a gift again, and their relationship is delicate enough that he doesn't want to risk it, but it's clearly being used, and he thinks that will be enough for her.