{Twenty-six (54)} &diams

[burnt_orangesky]

[This appears in the late afternoon.

There is a splash of something that looks suspiciously like tea or weak coffee.]

Castle, Genius is over here right now. Something seems wrong with him; I think he may be [pause, pen taps] ill.

Did you notice anything strange about him this morning?

-Fred

Comments

[spandexisyouth]

They are not well enough. They are not really happy, even if their faces are forced to seem happy. They are not themselves. It will not be enough.

He will not even eat and it is leftovers of something he made. This is not all right.

[burnt_orangesky]

I wish you luck in convincing them to stop, then. Genius will not listen, and he becomes decidedly distressed if I make any attempt to get in his way or otherwise stop him forcibly.

[spandexisyouth]

Bell will only clean and work. He will not sit down, or read, or do anything that is Bell-like.

[burnt_orangesky]

Exactly the same as Genius.

[Brief pause and a few pen taps.]

This could prove to be something of a problem, should it persist for too very long.

[spandexisyouth]

It is already a problem and already too long.

[burnt_orangesky]

I rather meant more of one, should they refuse to eat and sleep as well. Too many days of that would be a rather serious problem.

But yes, I agree that one day of this is one day too many.

[spandexisyouth]

Oh. I understand. We will figure it out, I am sure.