[As promised to Papika, Percy figured things out. As also promised to Papika, he finds himself heading to the room she and Damian share, Mrs. O'Leary trotting along at his feet and a box in his arms. It's enough time for her to at least get the corpse water off and for Damian to recover, if there's really such a thing as that much time.
He has no idea what to do. He has things to tell them, but his priority is to make sure their minds don't break after everything. So, once he's at the door he pauses and shifts the box under his arm, knocking softly with his knuckles.]
Guys, it's me.
He has no idea what to do. He has things to tell them, but his priority is to make sure their minds don't break after everything. So, once he's at the door he pauses and shifts the box under his arm, knocking softly with his knuckles.]
Guys, it's me.
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