braidmage: (:) good good tea boy)
Reynir Árnason ([personal profile] braidmage) wrote in [community profile] redshiftrp 2019-12-03 01:42 am (UTC)

[ Reynir gives a happy sort of a shrug; he's been trying to keep the Anchor in one piece in his own ways - less of this investigating the plague and maintaining critical technological systems and more doing everybody's laundry and dealing with all the dishes that've been piling up. He doesn't mind, though. His life has always involved a certain amount of long hours and hard work - just with more sheep involved than Qubit's likely did. Reynir knows that, amidst all that stress, a little break, a little tea, can go a long way.

So when Qubit mentions time as a concern, Reynir doesn't question it. It might not yet be completely steeped, but it's close enough - Reynir pours some tea into one of those teacups and plonks it down in front of Qubit and then plonks himself down in a chair. He wastes no more time in pulling his sleeve up past his elbow and holding out his arm. He'd been poked and prodded plenty in his month of quarantine, coming back from the Silent World. He knows the drill. ]


So you're immune, too?

[ He has to assume so, for Qubit to be willingly investigating in this way. Reynir's not used to thinking of himself as immune. Does it make him a bad person that he's enjoying it a bit? After his whole life of being the one non-immune siblings, watching his siblings go off and have amazing careers and lives? ]

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