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ᴅʀ. ᴀɴɢᴇʟᴀ ❝ᴍᴇʀᴄʏ❞ ᴢɪᴇɢʟᴇʀ ([personal profile] cadeuces) wrote in [community profile] bakerstreet 2016-07-11 11:35 am (UTC)

[ SHE MEANT IT NICELY don't get bristly!! She scoops the mug up in her hands and takes a moment to just let the heat soak through her hands and breathe it in, feeling the dry stuffiness fading back. Like fog melting for the sun. Finally, she'll bring it to her lips and sip at it, eyes closed. ]

Mmmm... You did well, soldier. Aufgabe erfüllt.

[ Mission accomplished, essentially. She's glad he closed the door; doesn't even look up at him when her eyes finally open, lashes still low as she completely and selfishly takes in the cocoa experience. Thick, velvety, and he did a good job stirring it in; everything's melted perfectly. ]

I'm not the only one trying and failing to keep up with the next generation, at least. I was only one casualty of many. How are you doing?

[ The question is asked with more sincerity than she likely looks like she could give, but the IV had done wonders and Jack's presence with the hot chocolate moreso. She'll adjust her blankets now that she's stretched and make a corner for him on the cot if he'd like to sit, pulling her legs up as she goes to prop herself up in the opposite corner with her pillows. Here's a little pat on the mattress in invitation. ]

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