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On waking, you decide to try and close the gap a bit.
The idea of JJ operating by herself is worrying. It's close to morning, but there's no guarantee of continued safety. You move to the Party Room, where JJ is mopping up blood, being careful not to step in the acid.
<inquiry>How are you holding up?
>"A bit uneasy at almost being speared through the head earlier, but also feeling something weird, or at least formulating something like a feeling?
>"It doesn't matter a whole lot, but... also happy? But not happy, something like jitters of almost dying but then... not. It's a weird concept. I'm mulling over it."
<statement>Sounds like adrenaline.
>"Maybe... Anyways, I thought you'd be resting till Morning, provided..."
JJ gazes out into the Wood, still dark...
>"Those stay quiet..."
<statement>We are, we're just moving to recover a bit closer in case something goes wrong. We'll be in the Kitchen to Rest. If anything comes up, you'll be able to wake us.
You don't mention that you have no idea how your Rest mode works, and if it can even be interrupted.
>"Ah! I appreciate the consideration, that would help a bit, Mr. Hugs isn't very talkative at night."
The joke sets some of the Hive at ease, and moving into the Kitchen, you Rest...
...
An Hour passes.
JJ is still mopping away, it has to have been ten buckets now...
And there's still so much left. Good God.
