I didn't. Or I don't think I did? Admittedly, I was a liiiiittle busy playing the world's most violent game of tag at the time. So... [The mods did not mention anything about running into people curfewing there.
Sheila trails off, now looking at him in concern.]
Hey, I'm sorry if this is a touchy subject. But is your dad...?
[Okay? Alive? Currently being held hostage? Yikes.]
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Sheila trails off, now looking at him in concern.]
Hey, I'm sorry if this is a touchy subject. But is your dad...?
[Okay? Alive? Currently being held hostage? Yikes.]
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[ he blinks; he's already forgotten about concerningly trailing off on that line twenty seconds ago. ]
Uh, he's... a hostage here... i-is that what you mean?
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[ he shifts uncomfortably, looking at one of his gloved hands. ]
It's... kind of complicated.