Room 218, Friday Night

[glacial_queen]

Karla was planning to head upstairs to Warren's room in a few minutes, she just had a few more herbs to mix for brews. It seemed less and less likely that this--whatever if was--was going to end in a fight, but she figured it would be best to be prepared anyway. The last of her spidersilk was spun into Healing webs, there were potions and tinctures and unguents prepared. Hopefully this meant that when it all went down, Karla would be ready for something.

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[glacial-warlord.livejournal.com]

Yeah, well, Karla's not-talking was worrying Morton just as much as her talking. "This is getting really weird, Karla," Morton warned. "Are you in some kind of danger? Is this whole weird call just you trying to warn me that something's not right? Bring up Emma again if you need help."

[glacial_queen]

"What? No!" Startled out of her reverie, Karla could almost laugh. "No, I'm safe. I'm just kind of...pensive tonight. I had a call with a good friend who'd lost someone--close to him." Those were both true enough in their own way.

"I'm sorry if I seem weird. I'm just kind of...following my own thoughts tonight."

[glacial-warlord.livejournal.com]

"Aww, Karla, I'm sorry," Morton said. "...It wasn't because of something dangerous on the island, was it? Because, Karla, you promised. I do not want to have to relive that conversation between Lady Raven and that Jack fellow more than once."

[glacial_queen]

Jack?

Karla's heart broke again as she realized that Morton no longer remembered Dinah. Or Tahiri. Probably not Kennedy, anymore, too. Maybe not Bobby, either. In its own way, this hurt even more than losing them had. Because Morton had no idea anything was amiss. He didn't even remember enough to know what he had lost.

"No, no, nothing is wrong on the island," she said, forcing herself to smile. It wasn't actually a lie, even. "We're all safe and just fine here."

For now.