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[hatesthefood]

Hey neighbors. Sorry I haven't been around a lot the last few days. I've been under the weather so I think I missed a few things. Umi, I'll have a gift for you as soon as I'm on my feet again. Promise. Oh, and Umi?

... don't worry about handling the Koneko for a few days. I'll head down there tomorrow or the day after or something.

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[soulofocean.livejournal.com]

"So do you know what's wrong with him?" Umi felt compelled to ask despite a feeling of growing dread. It made sense, if Mamoru had been taking care of Ken all this time, for her other friend to know. "It's so weird that it's lasted this long."

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[whatsapersia.livejournal.com]

"He was sick." Mamoru isn't spilling secrets Ken obviously doesn't want spilled. "He'll be fine, Umi."

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[soulofocean.livejournal.com]

"...So long..."

The main reason why she won't push the subject is that perhaps this is the truth she wants to believe.

Umi sighs deeply as she's done closing a cupboard. "He better be. I hope it's not one of those weirdo bugs that sometimes are an outbreak in this place..."

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[whatsapersia.livejournal.com]

"Give it some time."

That was all the advice he could offer her. So he followed Ken into the dining room.

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[bladed-siberian.livejournal.com]

"I said I'd be fine."

Ken could still hear them quite well from the other room, thank you.

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[soulofocean.livejournal.com]

"And I said I'd worry anyway, didn't I? It's not like I can help it." Umi followed on Mamoru's heels, wondering if perhaps she should leave them alone.

Mamoru was here now. And much as she wanted to stay and make sure Ken was indeed better, she felt as if she was a bit out of place. If this whole thing at least served to get these two closer... "Will you guys be alright?"

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[bladed-siberian.livejournal.com]

Sighing, Ken waved off her question, already curled up back on the couch.

"We'll be fine. Right, Mamoru?"