[There's another delay, mostly because she isn't sure what to say next. She doesn't know him well enough, had been keeping him at further than arm's length; offering help feels stupid, now. And he's got people looking out for him, Emma covering any security part of that, already leaving Taylor some route to get vague updates.
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shacking up in one's own room forever has lately proven a good countermeasure for spooky bullshit
[ Apparently, in the future, he swears more. ]
there are people that check in
I'll be fine til a change can be made
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So in the end, all he gets is:]
Alright.