[The lights go down at 9 pm and in the darkness the lights in Kinger's mind flicker to life. Looking back at the chunks of today he can remember clearly and being able to retain the rules listed in the foyer has him very, very worried about their situation.
It feels a little silly taking the blanket off his bed just to carry it a few steps down the hall to Faith's room with a few sheets of paper and a pencil. Fortunately feeling a little silly about most things he does once the lights go down is a baseline for him after so long. It's better to look a little ridiculous but be able to have an actual conversation than walk into a brightly lit office and immediately forget why he's there.
Kinger drapes the blanket over his shoulders and partly over his head, letting it catch on his cross, before rapping his knuckles against the door.]
Miss Dinara? It's Kinger. You asked earlier if I had any other concerns and I was hoping we could talk.
week 1 - sunday
Date: 2025-09-22 02:41 am (UTC)It feels a little silly taking the blanket off his bed just to carry it a few steps down the hall to Faith's room with a few sheets of paper and a pencil. Fortunately feeling a little silly about most things he does once the lights go down is a baseline for him after so long. It's better to look a little ridiculous but be able to have an actual conversation than walk into a brightly lit office and immediately forget why he's there.
Kinger drapes the blanket over his shoulders and partly over his head, letting it catch on his cross, before rapping his knuckles against the door.]
Miss Dinara? It's Kinger. You asked earlier if I had any other concerns and I was hoping we could talk.