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[At first, only the sound of chairs scraping across the floor are heard, along with quiet noises as some cups are placed on the table.  And then...]

...Quiet again.

I'd almost gotten used to him being here.

[The man laughs quietly, though it's only slightly amused.]

Once he realized we're just normal people.

Hm...yes.


[And then the feed goes quiet for a few minutes.  It's an awkward silence, until the man pipes up again.]

The safehouse was a success.

Good, good.  I'm glad to hear it.

Just glad?

[But the woman sighs and offers an alternative.]

...Overjoyed?


...Now you sound ridiculous.


I mean what I say, you know that.

Sometimes.

Roy.


Riza?

I'm glad.  That is sufficient.

[The man, now identified as Roy, chuckles.]

Alright.

[And then the feed goes off.]


[ooc:  Roy is blue and Riza is burgundy.  And their not!child is gone.  Sad not!parents are sad.]

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