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Location: Wilcox Lodge
Interacting with: Each Other
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The Wilcox guest room was a friendly little place, if a little down-home on the range in feel. Which, Petyr reflected, was probably the intention. A little slice of Tennessee in Washington, as it were. Petyr wasn’t sure how secure he felt in such a place, but Nina seemed to think it was a better option than their house. And it was rather difficult to argue the point with what was either a large dog or a small wolf trotting behind her like a lost puppy.

[color=0076a3]”Well, let’s unload then,”[/color] he said as he set his bag down on the bed. [color=0076a3]”How are you doing?”[/color] he asked quietly as he turned to look at his sister.

[color=d86c00]”As well I can, I suppose… I will admit I’m probably not all here…”[/color] Nina had set her own bag down on one of the beds, and turned to look at Petyr. She reached over to the dog and gave him a small scratch. [color=d86c00]”Good boy Dags… How are you doing bratr? I realized I haven’t really asked that since… we were at the school.”[/color]

[color=0076a3]”I guess I’m still in shock. I mean…”[/color] he sat down on the bed for a moment. [color=0076a3]”Why did this happen? And why today? It hasn’t sunk in yet, but… I’m not sure if I can go through all that again, you know?”[/color]

Nina moved to sit down next to him and put her head on his shoulder and closed her eyes. [color=d86c00]”I know, too well. When I saw her up there… It was just like Jan, all over again. I can’t do it bratr. I can’t go through with it again. I don’t want to stay in this town any longer if this is what is going to become normal here. I just can’t.”[/color] Petyr could hear some tell-tale sniffles of his sister trying to hide the fact she was crying from him. His reaction was to put his arms around her and squeeze gently. 

[color=0076a3]”We’ll get through this sestra. I don’t know how just yet, but we’ll find a way. So stay with me, alright?”[/color]

[color=d86c00]“Samozřejmě (of course) bratr. I just… I hope Tess hasn’t seen it. I told her to stay away and not to look, but… well. I’m worried for her, and for you.”[/color] Nina looked up at her brother, as she reached up to dry her eyes a bit. 

Petyr’s response was to ruffle her hair a little bit. She wasn’t overly fond of him doing that, but it served well as a tension breaker between them. [color=0076a3]”Hey, don’t you go fretting over me, that’s my job. As for Tess… she’s got a good head on her shoulders. And if all else fails… maybe we go get her and we all look after each other like old times. You look like death though, I think a nap would be a good call. I’ll be right here if you need anything, so get some rest. Okay?”[/color]

Nina made the face she usually did when he ruffled her hair, partly miffed, but partly amused. [color=d86c00]”Well if you get to fret over me, I’ll fret over you sometimes. And yes, she does… You’re probably right. A nap would be a good idea. Don’t be afraid to wake me if you need anything as well.”[/color] Nina got up and went over to the other bed and removed her bag from it. She tugged off her coat and folded it up next to the pillow and then laid down. 

Petyr sat on his bed for a while afterwards as Nina drifted off, thinking about any number of things. Dags had curled up at the foot of her bed, his nose facing the door of the room, which made him feel slightly better about turning his mind elsewhere and over everything they’d gone through in the last hour. Somewhere along the lines, something clicked in his head. He turned around and faced away from Nina, as he didn’t want to wake her or cause her discomfort. His side of the room would be getting very cold for some regular intervals...