[week four - tuesday]

[ Well. The time has come.

There's many things she wants to discuss with him. Many questions that have built up over a few weeks, and some that have only cropped up more ... recently.

Either way, Xion will make her way to the Sheriff Station, going slow and steady while leaning on her walking stick. Pluto is by her side.

She'll slow once she reaches the porch, and do something she has been doing for a while: settle down on the steps. ]

Hi, Sheriff Hal. I brought something for you.

[ There's the smallest of smiles on her face. ]

[week four - wednesday]

[ Honestly, Xion isn't all that clear on what happened after she tore that arm out of the floor. After that, once the immediate and life-threatening danger had passed, her adrenaline had started to leave her. All her memories after that are a haze. Collapsing in the door, Shinnosuke appearing, Dr. Lecter kneeling at her side. At some point she must have passed out, because her next clear memories are of waking up in the clinic.

She feels kind of numb and hazy. It's like, for just a moment, she hasn't had her leg broken in multiple places. Xion rouses and looks around and says, croakily: ]

Dr. Lecter?

[week four - wednesday]

[ It hasn't been that long since she woke up from her surgery. Hannibal was the first to speak to, since, obviously, he was there, and from that conversation alone she's feeling kind of drained. She's expecting he won't be the last, though.

But surprise still registers on her face when Chane and Claire walk into the room. Both of them? At the same time?

She'll blink at them for a long moment, opening and closing her mouth, and then ask, very softly: ]

Are you going to yell at me?

[ she's

tired. ]