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[I][color=67AB6D]”Goose? You want to name a cat Goose? May as well name him Oliver or Thomas O'mally, maybe even Toulouse. At least the last one is a bit more niche than Goose.”[/color][/i] Hermes signed half exasperated with the suggestion. While they were in the kitchen, he did decide to make himself a bit at home. Opening a cabinet and grabbing a bag of chips that was there as he began to stress eat. He was just about to settle down when Hannah decided that she was going to walk home of all places. Why not stay here where it was safe for the time being? Especially after that Emergency Message that had just gone out.

[Color=67AB6D]”Uh, Hannah, did you forget? Curfew? Blackhawks? Weird ass people being about. Hell forget the police presence, it'll be hard enough to distinguish a cannibal from your typical New Yorker! Everyone in this city acts strange or deranged on a good day. Fuck there's even an Elmo not a stones throw from here and you want to walk home? Stay, or if you really want to me and Mandy can take you but I'd hate the idea of us going back out there before this all pans out.”[/color] Hermes began to stress eat even more, his hands too busy to sign for his family as he spoke to Hannah and ate between takes.