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[runningred]

Jay wanders in from his door looking comfortingly rough - cut off shorts, no shirt, no shoes and a week's worth of stubble.

He grabs a shaving kit and a straight razor from the bar and vanishes into the bathroom, reemerging a few minutes later looking clean and content.

You can finally him sitting on the back step with a bottle of beer, cleaning and sharpening the razor.

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[herr_bookman]

"Oh, goodness," Autor says, scrunching up his nose. "Then it probably is best for you to lay low for a while. Maybe you can work with the other masks. People on the outer edges tend to work well with other people on the fringe. But being alone isn't all that bad, like I said before. Perhaps you don't need to work with anyone."

[runningred]

"Glad that makes sense." Jay nods. "How are you doing?"

[herr_bookman]

Autor looks away. "I'm fine, Jay," he says, clutching his opposite arm. "I don't know what to tell you. I've been... angry lately. For no reason, really. And I can't really get rid of it."

[runningred]

Jay cocks his head and studies Autor. "I can teach you some meditation stuff I learned after I... well, after I was brought back to life. Don't know how much they'll help but it never hurts to try them."

[herr_bookman]

"That might work," Autor says, inclining his head. "It's not like I've got anything else that will. Thanks, Jay."

[runningred]

Jay gives him a gentle shoulder bump. "Whatever I can do to help."

{ooc: shall we fade them there?}

[herr_bookman]

[OOC: Looks good! Thanks for the thread!]