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thezerothlawWho: Daneel and Ned
What: Knock, knock, knock.
When: Very late on day 67.
Where: House 7.
The house had been very empty lately, and admittedly it was slightly strange to be tied to this building that had had significance but didn't really anymore, but Daneel can't say he's lonely, either. He has his attic, the only place he could ever really call his, even if it's just a clearing in the boxes and a few chairs set up for visitors.
He doesn't expect anyone to call on him now, especially not so late at night, but at the sound of knocking he comes down the ladder and goes to answer it. He knows who it is before he's there -- how could he not? Still, there's something of puzzlement in his politeness when he opens the door.
"Ned?"
What: Knock, knock, knock.
When: Very late on day 67.
Where: House 7.
The house had been very empty lately, and admittedly it was slightly strange to be tied to this building that had had significance but didn't really anymore, but Daneel can't say he's lonely, either. He has his attic, the only place he could ever really call his, even if it's just a clearing in the boxes and a few chairs set up for visitors.
He doesn't expect anyone to call on him now, especially not so late at night, but at the sound of knocking he comes down the ladder and goes to answer it. He knows who it is before he's there -- how could he not? Still, there's something of puzzlement in his politeness when he opens the door.
"Ned?"