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"A package?"

Oh god, he's not buying it. He's not buying it!

She starts contemplating a dive out the window. There's some grass out there, it probably wouldn't hurt too badly, and if she can get down the end of the street fast enough the damage to the timeline probably wouldn't be THAT b-

He smiles and turns turns away. It's a weak lie, but he's busy, and like busy people, doesn't have time or energy for mystery. He gestures towards the table, sorting her into something that he can understand.

"I suppose the post waits for no man," he says. "Or woman I suppose. Or experiment."

Kendra tries not to visibly wilt in relief.

"Well," he says. "Put it with the others."