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Rygear finally falls deeper into sleep, stretching further out onto the couch so that he takes up the whole of it.

Rygear wakes to the sound of the music box, though he can't hear it quite clearly. Curiously he walks up to Karin's room. When he hears it, another memory strikes him, floating up from many years past. He starts to sing softly to himself in elven and walks back down to the first floor, still singing. He lays back on the couch, his mind a confused mess until he drifts off into sleep again.

By the time she speaks, Rygear is already down on the first floor, sleeping. He doesn't wake up, but rather turns in his sleep, so that he faces up with a rather troubled look on his face.

Rygear wakes from another bad dream. He checks the time, then changes into normal clothes and starts grilling up hamburgers ((Yes. Hamburgers)), tossing on a few eggs and frying them.

Rygear doesn't notice her, lost completely in his own dark thoughts. He takes out the hamburger buns and toasts them, then pulls out some barbecue sauce.
((Well, it's about lunch time for me, so, I was thinking it was about time for lunch. For both Rygear and myself xp I'll be back in a little bit, okay?))

Rygear blinks, looking up to see her, then looks back at the cooking food quickly. He starts to toast the hamburger buns.
"Nothing. Not at all."
The buns are done toasting.
"These are pretty much done. You up for some lunch?"

Rygear sets the patty on the bun, part of the egg on the patty, then tops it off with a little BBQ before finishing it. He pulls out some kettle chips and lays them on the side. He brings two plates of still steaming food over to the table and sets one of the burger's and chips in front of Karin, the other on the other end of the table. He thinks a moment, then walks to the ice box and pulls a pair of root beers from the bottom of it. He sets one of them down in front of Karin and pops his open, taking a long swig from it.
((Sorry about the long wait))

Rygear doesn't look at her.
"I'm trying. I just don't want you to worry about it."
He starts eating with a great gusto, trying to avoid the topic.