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[nursetemple]

[She sighs again, biting her bottom lip.]

This is worrying.

[thewarningafter]

[What's worse, and what he isn't going to tell her, is that House is already planning his next death.]

I know. Do you know if there's anyone here he's likely to actually listen to? Because he's not having it from me.

[nursetemple]

No idea. I think he had a friend here, for a while, but he's... passed away. House does make a point of keeping most of us as far away from him as possible.

[thewarningafter]

I'd noticed. Publicly, at least.

[nursetemple]

Are you saying he's telling you his deepest, darkest secrets privately?

[That sounds unlikely.]

[thewarningafter]

[He lets out an amused little huff.]

I'm saying he can be less of a dick when he's off the record.

[nursetemple]

[She hums lightly.]

He's been not too bad to me on the record. But he keeps on saying it's because I'm hot, and you don't get that advantage.

[Her voice is most definitely teasing.]

[thewarningafter]

Doctor House doesn't want in my pants? Say it isn't so!

[nursetemple]

Okay, I'll say it isn't so! You totally have your chances.

[thewarningafter]

And I will make the most of them, I'm sure. He'll be asking me to prom in no time.

[They haven't really solved the issue they were talking about, just turned it around into a joke. House is far from Stephen's favorite person, but he can't help but still feel a twinge of...pity, frankly.]

[nursetemple]

Wishing you the best of luck, Stephen.

[thewarningafter]

[He grins, ducking his head a moment. This is nice. This is relatively nice, anyway. Better than sitting alone in silence, that's for sure.

The smile fades into a thoughtful look as he reaches up to brush his fingers over the breast of his blue tabard.]

...On an entirely unrelated note, I may have a favor to ask of you.

[nursetemple]

[Curiosity piqued, she raises an eyebrow, sitting up straighter.]

What is it?

[thewarningafter]

I have some sutures that are going to need to come out in a few days. If you're in the area....

[nursetemple]

Sure. [She doesn't hesitate.] Happy to be of service.

[thewarningafter]

[No questions? He's relieved it's that easy and simple.]

Great, thanks. I'm heading for the hospital right now, but I'll probably only be there about a day before I come back north.

[nursetemple]

[Not her job to ask questions. She doesn't really care, even if she might ask later, just out of curiosity.]

All right. Got a couple of things to take of, but we could meet around the school in a few days.

[thewarningafter]

I'll keep you updated. I wanted to go up that way for food anyhow. I'm getting kind of sick of the junk food from the convenience store.

[nursetemple]

Norfinbury is definitely not on any 'healthy, clean living city' kind of list, is it.

[She pauses for a moment.]

Okay, we can meet around there. Do you prefer if I go alone, or do you not mind if my companions join us?

[thewarningafter]

They're supposed to feed schoolkids real food these days, right? It's got to be better than twinkies and ding dongs.

I'd say the more the merrier, but there's the danger of the anomalies agreeing with me. How many companions are we talking about?

[nursetemple]

It is, but it's still nothing fresh. I guess the admin doesn't want to waste resources on stocking produce that would go rotten.

[It's sensible, but Claire has never craved vegetables as much as she does here. They all have so many deficiencies with what they eat here.]

Two. Angel and Rhys. Have you met them before?

[thewarningafter]

No. Two's not bad, though.

[He'll just casually pull up his census in another tab while the video's still running, pausing a moment as he scrolls through and --]

Oh. Rhys is that dickcheese guy, huh?

[nursetemple]

[She has to laugh again, a small chuckle.]

Yes, he is. Angel is @guardian, I believe. Good eggs, the two of them. They helped me a lot when my hands didn't work. I owe them.

[thewarningafter]

Right, there she is.

[Your database of people is not weird at all, Stephen.]

Yeah, that's fine. Four people shouldn't be too many and you've already gone far enough out of your way.

[nursetemple]

It's my job to come to people. I don't exactly have a plan, you know. I just go where I'm needed, alone or not. I don't mind.