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Syd(ney) Barrett ([info]_donttouch) wrote,
Functioning was important! And they could do it, for the most part. They got their asses out of bed each morning, and were working on being contributing members of their community – in between making each other laugh and giggle at really immature jokes. Perfectly fine. Smiling over at the tug of fingers, she nodded, as uncertain as it was. “Just need to get my stubbornness in full swing.” Working backwards could work, so she nodded again – this time more firmly -- at the suggestion of visiting the Memory people.

Kerry-as-Cary leaned into her own other half, both strangely comfortable and itching to get back to herself. It was funny, made more funny by watching Cary figure her half out, but she didn’t want to hurt Cary, so hadn’t even gotten to get any punching bag time in. And that was annoying. “You’ll get it.” She said easy-peasy, giving a shrug. “You have to.” It was that simple to Kerry; whether it happened now or later, you had to get done what needed to be done.

Kerry-Cary had a point, and she knew that. It was just getting there. "Yes, Sensei." Syd droned, half smiling. "Thanks." This said to everyone, arm linking with David again.

"Let's try option number two." With a wave to the Loudermilks, and assurance that they'd return, out they went back towards Melanie's office. Memory guy first and then guy who knew how to work with the memories. That made sense, right?

"Thank you." She smiled down at him, "For letting me deal with this." She had no doubt that he would, especially after she specifically asked, but it was still nice to extend her appreciation.


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