Welp We're Here and That's What Matters

[ahelpingpaw]

[Perhaps it's tradition by now, he doesn't know. Still, he does send a note to everyone some time after the trial. Simple and to the point:]

Because everything on this ship is awful, I think a drink is needed. Come get some at the bar, it'll do you some good as long as you don't drink too much

Filbo (pawprint)

[Indeed, if you come to the bar you'll find there's one of everything. Filbo seems to have asked literally every drink he knows or has at least heard about, and lined them up from the most mellow to the strongest. There's one of each, so it's limited, take yours before it's gone! Or...ask Jimmy Buffett for more, he's right there.

Should he be encouraging drinking? He's not completely certain, but he had to do something! And this is as good as anything -- not festive because this is no time to be festive, but also social enough to encourage coming.

This will do.]

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[ahelpingpaw]

Kinda! And if I can't talk to them, then I just try to think about them and what they have said and done for me. Sometimes it helps to go on because, well, you know they'd want to see you happy.

[And somehow he has been adding more and more people to the crowd of people he'd think of, really. This ship has been full of them and many of them are dead now]

[silentscout]

[Filbo your dead friends.

But that explanation makes sense, and after a few seconds of consideration Lalli nods.]

I think I get it.

[He still won't be smiling, but he understands a little better now.]

[ahelpingpaw]

Good!

[Filbo chuckles]

This sorta thing is never easy to explain or...to understand...I myself can't say I'm certain about a lotta things, so if you get it, then that's good.

[Emotional stuff is way too complicated sometimes, hah]

[silentscout]

It's okay, explaining things like that is difficult.

[Emotional stuff is very complicated!

He'll reach over to try and pat Filbo on the head too.]

[ahelpingpaw]

[Headpat successful. Filbo hadn't expected that at all, he just stares at Lalli for a moment, wide-eyed. He hadn't processed what Lalli was trying to do until Lalli had patted him.

Then he laughs. Filbo sounds so amused. He didn't think he'd be laughing so soon after all these deaths, but Lalli managed to do it. He...hadn't realized he needed some cheering up despite how relatively okay he had felt]

What was that?

[Lalli is a strange human, hard to read most of the time. This is once another piece of evidence for that particular pile -- but he really has a good heart, that's for sure]

[silentscout]

It's how you say "you did a good job."

[It's how you say that to a cat, Lalli. People aren't cats.

But he's not explaining that. Because Lalli rarely explains his thought process. Filbo will have to figure that out later.]