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David is, inexplicably, sitting at the bar, playing with a cocktail umbrella.

He looks quite a bit better than he has these past few days.

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David's silent as he touches her shoulder gently.

"She says you look like you need a hug."

Liam smiles faintly.

"Smart girl."

And she's climbing her way up to his lap to cuddle him.

He may not see her, but he should certainly feel the soft wind on his skin, and the sheer comfort that she emanates.

He does, and it makes him smile.

She wraps her arms around his neck, and whispers into his ear.

David's smiling as she pulls away and settles herself against him.

"I don't want to know what she said."

"She's a good girl", Liam says softly. "Thank you, Eliie."

She smiles up at him.

And David looks at her curiously.

"I'm amused that she's part of me and yet wholly separate."

Liam blinks.

"She's part of you?"

He nods. "She... she's not supposed to be, but she's a projection, of sorts, of... me. And my emotions."

"...huh. I thought she was a spirit?"

Another nod.

"She is - was - still is, but... She's been around so long she's sort of leeching from me," he says with a smile.

"Ah, I see. So she still has her own emotions as well, or just yours?"

"Oh yes. She'll comfort people without my permission, get pissed if she's worried."

He smiles, and she looks up at Liam, pokes his nose, and climbs off his lap to run off, disappearing halfway across the bar.

"She said, she hopes you feel a lot better soon."

He laughs a little and calls in that general direction, "Me too, Eliie. Thank you."

[OOC: Sorry, shower before bed]

"I hope you do, too. Heavens knows we've been through a lot of crap lately."

"Claire and I reckon we're all about due some good luck."

A small smile.

"I'd have to say I agree. You should."

"Here's hoping."

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