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[ Luke's been missing for a few days, so if anyone happened to be looking for him, it's probably rather comical to find him washing random dishes in one of the kitchens. he seems to be quite focused on the task, do be careful sneaking up on him. ...he might throw a fork on accident. ]

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[ someone here has been keeping to her house lately, only now venturing out to restock on food. not finding Luke in his room when she passed by aroused her curiosity but not quite her concern, though it didn't prepare her for Berry playing maid. so as not to scare the crap out of him, she knocks on the door frame. ]

[ perks, but takes a second to turn around, finishing off the dish in his hand before turning to look over his shoulder at her ] Ah, hey.

[ gives him a small smile as she strides over to slouch on the counter beside him. ] Doing dishes? What prompted a menial chore like that?

A need to feel productive, mostly. [ smiles at her ] All right?

If you want to feel productive, you can help with Aidan. [ nods, playing with the bubbles in the sink. ] Hungry. You?

Not a fan of babies. [ picks up some of the bubbles on the tips of his fingers and blows air at them to puff the bubbles toward her ] And I won't try cooking for you.

Wait until you have your own. [ swats at the bubbles in an attempt to fan them back at him , laughing. ] Aw, you don't want to burn the kitchen up?

Yeah right. Me with kids? Can you imagine? [ tosses a palmful of bubbles at her ] Not particularly. I don't need Asch pissed at me, not when I just remembered to stop being terrified of him.

Hmm...... yes. I can. [ scoops up a small handful of water to toss at him in retaliation. ] You aren't scared of him? Really? You're doing better?

[ gives her an odd look ] ... [ holds a hand up to shield his face ] --Hey. Yes, I'm better. Doing better. He made me pasta.

[ just grins and aims a little lower, then, more for his stomach. ] Oh, you had to go and say pasta, didn't you? Now I want that and something sweet.

[ yelps, nearly dropping the dish he had in his hand ] --Hey! [ flings a palmful of water back at her ]

[ picks up a cup that has a small amount of water and soap in it, sloshing it at him with a cackle. ] So you won't burn the kitchen down, but you'll flood it?

You started it! [ gets a palmful of suds and noogies her ]

You aren't helping! [ flails about as she swats at him, giving up on the soap in favor of giving him a raspberry. ] Twerp!

... [ stills in his ruffling for a moment before cracking up laughing, setting down his dish in favor of putting both his arms around her and hugging ]

Wha..? [ stares over his shoulder at the sudden hug, returning it with her own tight hug after a minute. ] Whatever you've been doing sure has helped.

[ squishes her for a moment before releasing her and going back to the dishes ] I think he just had to show me I was okay. I don't know.

We all tried to do that, but I'm glad it finally sunk in. [ brushes the remaining bubbles out of her hair, then picks up a dish and begins to help scrub. ]

... I'm sorry I was so wretched for a while. I think I just needed it from the closest to who caused it. I dunno.

Wretched is a very strong word for having a problem like that. It's not your fault. [ time for a soapy hug again. ]

[ makes a wordless sound of acknowledgment, leaning against her a bit ] Still took me damn long enough.

[ snickers and toys with the ends of his hair, getting bubbles in it. ] Won't argue on that point. You're much more enjoyable to be around when I get to hang on you.

[ hums ] And when I'm not a shivering trauma box.

That too. So you going to be around more now that you won't jump out of your skin when I hug you?

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