09-29-2017, 04:31 PM
Doc re-enters the room and everyone is roughly where they were before he left. Margot's in her towel which is steadily going from the rainbow fashion sense it was before, to a steady arterial dripping red with the passing minutes. Will is still unconscious on the couch, sporting a half dozen various discolorations and asymmetries of biology (there may or may not be the muted snap of a pinky finger that jolts the young Hermetic into agonizing wakefulness courtesy of a future circumstance he has yet to encounter) and Ned who is sitting at the study table gingerly prodding at a large piece of cheesecake.
The cake itself, missing a hunk which showcases the soft insides, filled with chocolate chips and a swirling dark mousse, is still on it's platter while the utensils are arrayed around it in a haphazard display. Ned is hunched over his plate of cake, chewing ever so slowly, as if he'd just found the act of eating told him about a particular ache he hadn't known was there yet. He flicks the pointy end of his fork at the cake again, before digging it back into his slice.
"Get your blood sugar levels back up." A beat. "It's the only edible thing left in the house other then booze right now." Another small mouthful.
"I'll go do some grocery shopping after I maul the rest of this cake."
Ned glances across the room at Will on the couch, brow furrowing together again.
"Can we do anything about him?"
The cake itself, missing a hunk which showcases the soft insides, filled with chocolate chips and a swirling dark mousse, is still on it's platter while the utensils are arrayed around it in a haphazard display. Ned is hunched over his plate of cake, chewing ever so slowly, as if he'd just found the act of eating told him about a particular ache he hadn't known was there yet. He flicks the pointy end of his fork at the cake again, before digging it back into his slice.
"Get your blood sugar levels back up." A beat. "It's the only edible thing left in the house other then booze right now." Another small mouthful.
"I'll go do some grocery shopping after I maul the rest of this cake."
Ned glances across the room at Will on the couch, brow furrowing together again.
"Can we do anything about him?"