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Demencia ends up passing out in the middle of a strange mix of Uno and Go Fish, which Flug is only able to guess by the fact that she’s miraculously stopped talking. Flug is reluctant to follow suit, but when he closes his eyes, and then seemingly immediately opens them again in the morning, he’s had no dreams.

“..hm..” Flug gets up carefully, not wanting to accidentally put a foot in her face or anything like that, and gets ready for the day. He showers, takes some pain pills, and heads for his lab, remembering to turn up his coat collar on the way there.

He sits down at his desk with a weary sigh, pulling out some plans for a memory altering device. It’s only in its early stages, and Flug isn’t sure how far he can go with it, but it’s something to do. At least, in spite of his torture being in a few days, there’s nothing else Black Hat can hold against him until then.

Flug is brought out of focus by a scratching at the door. He gets up, walking over and opening it up, “Hello, 5.0.5.” He greets civilly.

The bear beams at him, handing over the tray of food. Flug gives a small smile and scratches his ears with one hand as he takes the platter with the other. “Is Demencia giving you a hard time at all?”

The bear gives him an exasperated look.

Flug gives a weak chuckle, “When doesn’t she, I suppose. Well…she should be visible again in a few days. You’ll get through it. Here, I..” Flug takes out a small honey bottle that he’d brought from his room. “It doesn’t..begin to apologize for my recent outbursts, but…”

5.0.5’s eyes light up, and he takes it eagerly, pulling Flug into a hug. Flug smiles and hugs the creature back as best he can without toppling the food tray, “Good bear.” He murmurs.

5.0.5 nuzzles Flug briefly before pulling away with a grin. Flug gives another weak smile. “Thank you for breakfast.” He adds, before closing the door gently and returning to his desk with a sigh.

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