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[The video comes on to show Tenenbaum sitting on a couch, cigarette in hand, looking somewhat tired. She sighs as she takes a drag and blows the smoke out to her left.]

I have decided to move out of the Hyperion. Mr. Lucas is in need of my attention und I wish to be close to him. I will miss those in the inn und will keep in contact. Do contact me on the D-Comm if you need me.

[And here comes Ogremon carrying a large box of stuff across the room.]

Put it in the corner with the others. I do not know where to put my belongs yet. [There is a grunt for an answer and Ogremon leaves.]

That is all.

[She takes hold of the D-Comm and turns off the camera.]

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[He looks to the side out of the corner of his eyes.]

Well... It worked out good in the end. Mostly.

[Tenenbaum turns to face Apollo. She walks over, leaving the food to itself for a moment. She gives him a hug, remembering what she told him about his thoughts on why he was here. She feels for her little one.]

[He doesn't return the hug, but he does kind of lean into it in response.]

[She didn't expect a return but she was happy he leaned into it a bit. He was a good boy, she knew that much. Just rough around the edges.]

Do not do anything too reckless now. Who will I cook for if you get yourself killed?

[He makes no move to break free.]

Yeah, I know. I ain't gonna do anything that'll get me killed, so don't worry.

[She finally lets him go and nods. She's glad he says he won't but this world is a dangerous one. Then again, it seemed everyone world they all came from were dangerous as well. Perhaps she should have more confidence in him but she is still worried. She goes back to the counter and starts to cook again.]

[He stands and watches her cook for a while without saying anything, then...]

I said there's nothing to be worried about, so stop worrying.

[Yeah, he can smell her worrying.]

I cannot simply stop worrying. I worry about very little. Only those I care about.

[He's silent for a moment while he works out the implications of what she said, then smiles slightly.]

Same here.

[The scientist nodded and gave him a smile.]

It is just part of who we are I suppose.

There's nothing more important than friends, eh?

I would have to agree. This place has taught me that.

[He nods and lets her get back to cooking. Because being well-fed comes a close second.]

[The food doesn't take long to cook and soon she has a plate full of food for him and a fork.] Here you are.

[Apollo grins and takes the plate, going for the sausage first and ignoring the potatoes and fork for the moment, though of course he'll eat the potatoes after.]

I see you are not accustomed to silverware yet.

[Apollo pauses and looks at her for a second before swallowing enough that he can make himself understood.]

Silverware?

Kitchen utensils. Forks, spoons, und knives. [She motioned to the fork that sat forgotten by his plate.]

[He shrugs.]

Don't get the point of 'em. They just make eating take longer.

Perhaps. But it helps to keep your hands clean.

I don't care if my hands are dirty. [Not surprising, since he still almost never remembers to take a bath unless Baron reminds him.]

Keeping your hands clean will help keep you healthy. Do you not wish to be sick again do you?

Never gotten sick just from having dirty hands.

That does not mean it cannot happen.

...I guess I'll deal with it if it happens?

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