drove to Chicago, all things know, all things know

[cherryblooded]

[This is getting so routine.

Cherryblod had thought about napping the rest of the day, like he'd said, but there are people to take care of, people who'd been closer to Aiden and Shirazu than he had been. So after about an hour in his room to decompress, he'd headed to the kitchen and started cooking. At some point Stan and Bruce had both joined him.

Almost everyone seems to want to take care of those who are remaining. Almost everyone.

The food this time is mostly soup and sandwiches - nothing fancy, nobody's in the mood to appreciate it - but it's there set up in the dining room by the time everyone (alive) receives notes under their doors. ...He slips an extra one for Sigrun under Mettaton's door, just in case.]

[name],
If you want to spend this time by yourself, that's fine.
If you'd rather have some company, there's food in the dining room, and you're all welcome there.
If you want to take some food and go, that's fine, too.
Take care of yourself.
-Cherryblod, Stan, Bruce

Comments

[isafraid]

Ah... [That's a lifestyle alright. And, now that he's hearing it from her... it actually makes sense.]

Your people really are a type of viking, aren't they?

[captainobnoxious]

Well, duh! What else would we be? I'll admit that most of the people here who had a little bit of viking in them are dead now, but...

[She eyes him for a moment, grinning lightly.]

I'd gladly call any of you my brothers in arms now. Don't let that get out though, alright? It's my surprise for when I get to make a big speech.

[isafraid]

[...Ah. Sigrun, you're going to make him all emotional and that's the last thing anyone needs right now??

Or the best? Emotional Speedwagon is usually a thing as it is.]

If there's anything I can do, it's keep a secret. Might I just say.... I appreciate the sentiment.

[He grins a bit, sighing.]

Can't say how much you can ask of me as a soldier though.