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[backwaterbelle]

[Frowning in concern as she watches him, she steps over to perch herself comfortably enough, legs folding under her rear for the time being.]

You tend to keep busy when somethin' happens. What are you processin' sugah?

[Somehow it's comforting that she's not the only one with her struggles, which has her feeling a bit guilty for almost wishing for something else to focus on rather than her own misfortunes.]

[buildsomething]

[ Tony's eyebrows lift a little before something wry twists at his mouth. He's still not used to people knowing him like that, especially when he can't entirely return the favor.

But he's quiet for a moment as he tries to work out what to say, taking a sip of his drink to cover the pause. ]

You know, sometimes, you get these things here. Canisters. Of your memories from home.

[backwaterbelle]

[Most genius sorts tend to do better tinkering on things, and she herself enjoys working on motorcycles and similar vehicles. She might not be on Tony's level, but she understands the need for distraction.

Sipping her drink herself, she gives him time, but listens keenly when he speaks, brow furrowing.]

No ah... Ah've not heard of this yet. Ah take it you didn't get good news, then?