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My brother is home.

We'll see what happens there. He is pretty much here the entire time the Doctor is gone. I miss the Doctor, already. It's only been hours. I am exhausted, and I am probably going to bed soon, but I want to be on Briar.

I have spent more time alone in my life than is preferred, and it has caused me to be very touchy sometimes. As in, sometimes, I want to be alone.

When I am hopelessly tired, aching to sleep, all I want is quiet, and stillness, and warmth.

Irritation is not the same as being smothered. I know that now.

You're not that far away yet, yet.

Oh, Doctor.

Oh, Brother.

Tonight I will sleep like a baby.