Spoken with the sympathy of another insomniac. He glances to the Klefki, digs up another brief smile, and wiggles his fingers with a murmured yes, hello to you too before returning his attention to Mulcahy.
"I've been -- you know." He shrugs, leaning a shoulder against the door. "Making do. About the same as always." So not great, but functional; a familiar state for anyone in the veterans' club. Gaeta pauses, then adds, as casual as he can, "Does the trouble have anything to do with the campsite out back?"
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Spoken with the sympathy of another insomniac. He glances to the Klefki, digs up another brief smile, and wiggles his fingers with a murmured yes, hello to you too before returning his attention to Mulcahy.
"I've been -- you know." He shrugs, leaning a shoulder against the door. "Making do. About the same as always." So not great, but functional; a familiar state for anyone in the veterans' club. Gaeta pauses, then adds, as casual as he can, "Does the trouble have anything to do with the campsite out back?"