[Neal has wine on the table and glasses set out, and he's debating a cheese plate from some things he liberated out of the kitchen with the justification that most of the Barge wouldn't appreciate them. Before he can decide on that, though, there's the knock, and Neal comes in from the veranda and goes over and opens his door--
And blinks in surprise at Kendall's frantic look. His own surprise twists into something hard and cold. He's not looking awesome, even if he is back on his feet. Pale from blood loss still, easily fatigued. Even scruffier than his Paris persona would usually be allowed.]
Did someone come after you? Are you okay? [He steps back to let Kendall in to his cabin. The backdrop of the veranda today has the cityscape looking like a Van Gogh.
Kendall's file is on the kitchen table, closed.] Are you hurt? Did someone use their powers on you?
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And blinks in surprise at Kendall's frantic look. His own surprise twists into something hard and cold. He's not looking awesome, even if he is back on his feet. Pale from blood loss still, easily fatigued. Even scruffier than his Paris persona would usually be allowed.]
Did someone come after you? Are you okay? [He steps back to let Kendall in to his cabin. The backdrop of the veranda today has the cityscape looking like a Van Gogh.
Kendall's file is on the kitchen table, closed.] Are you hurt? Did someone use their powers on you?