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∞ 87: Rooftops [action]

[Around mid-morning, Albert can be seen picking up small things in the plaza -- nails, pens, groceries. He doesn't often do this, but it's been a week since he gave Caesar the task of repairing the stable, so he finds himself inspecting and repairing the amateurish work. That requires a few extra building supplies. Might as well take advantage of how calm everything is with the New Feathers coming in, right?

Albert spends the afternoon pulling out half-bent nails and readjusting crooked wooden slats. He can't say that he's disappointed, since Caesar actually tried to rebuild the stable's roof, but he can have the opinion that did a really shabby job. Silverbergs were apparently not very good roof-builders.

In the evening, after dinner, he'll be found up on house 42's roof, having climbed up through the skylight. It's something he's never really taken advantage of, and yet there's something familiar about it. He remains out there for a good while, almost meditating.]

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There are no communication devices to bridge the distance between us in our world. [And that can be taken so many ways.]

Not even letters? Kind of a shame when good old snail-mail can't even be counted on.

Caesar was traveling fairly constantly for his studies. I suppose he could have sent me letters. [If Caesar felt like writing one. And if he felt like reading it.]

Or you could have sent him some.

Perhaps if I knew where he was. [Perhaps.]

Is it tough? Being apart, I mean.

Luceti makes it difficult. In our world, it was more of a necessity. Going away for schooling, seeking a career.

[He pauses.] That isn't the case in your world?

After mom died, I was all the family that Dawn had. She wasn't even out of middle school. [Another shrug.] It was my turn to play head Summers of the household.

And you were not quite an adult yourself, either. I'm sorry.

It's no big. [She pushes forward with a smile.] We managed.

So you would see each other on a daily basis.

We've always lived in the same house. And when I had a job as a counselor? It was in her school.

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