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[She makes him laugh, Lark, you are in for a show.]

Tommy had mentioned teaching me to play cards, but I didn't take him up on it. I'm afraid I won't have much to share.

[She never learned games, or songs, and she does sound a little concerned about that. It would be so much better if she were able to show up to this meeting at least on the same page, but as she is now she's in a completely different book.]

[ukan]

[Lark has seen Tommy chuckle and snicker and shine with sarcasm. He has not really seen him laugh except once or twice, maybe.]

Oh I've got cards. We'll teach you after dessert.

Stories, too, are good--but Tommy has soldier songs to teach me, still. That may end up taking most of the night, they're a riot.

[garbagepilot]

[There's a long pause there, and when Rey finally speaks again her voice has gone soft with just the tiniest hint of wonder.]

Tommy can sing?

[ukan]

[...Dammit, Rey, if you say it like that Lark is morally obligated to force Tommy to sing. No matter what.]

Only soldier songs. Which are a bit taboo.

[garbagepilot]

[The mission was a success, then.]

That should make for an interesting evening, then.