New Haven: Street walk

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House strode down the walk, limping on his cane as he went, bundled in a tweed coat and golfhat that made him feel more Brittish. Why? Because he wanted to. And this was the only coat with pockets big enough to hide the small box and ring that he kept in it.

He'd been carrying around this ring for quite some time, but he wasn't quite sure what to do with it. Obviously it only had one intended recipiant, but were they ready? Was she? He didn't even know if he was.

He sighed and took a puff from his unlit and empty pipe. A casual habit, but it fit the gloomy feeling of the passageways. Made him feel better.

Just an old looking cripple, mosying down the lane.

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A door opens up ahead and a head pops out to scowl at him. "Took ya look enough. Lousy cop out."

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"I'm a cripple," House waggled a brow at him.

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"Oh, did 'e?" Her eyebrows rise as she thinks she needs to kick Jubal's rear.

Then she blinks. "Explains why Jay-Jay run off with Ben 'n Jabez."

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"Yes. So... are you ready?" he offered his arm.

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Logan shrugs and gets to her feet, growling absently at her purse and stuffing it in her jacket pocket.

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-Have a good time,- Pika smiled, curling around her beau and settling in to rest.

"All right?" House looked at her in concern.

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"Smells good," she says cautiously, looking around herself and reading the scents.

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"Alright. Table for two," he said to the waiter, who nodded and lead them to a nice table towards the back.

"Here you go, your waitress will be along shortly," he said.

House held the seat out for her.

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She rattles off the name of a fancy marinated steak in perfect French, then follows it with Japanese for the appetizer she likes.

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"Make it two," House grinned at the upcoming waiter, who blinked and quickly wrote on his pad.

"And to drink?"

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She bites her lip, wishing she could be sure she can trust him.

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He noted the look and let his face slide.

"How's Wilson's boy?" he asked, changing it to a neutral topic.

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She scowls at him darkly, the appetizer forgotten, then suddenly growls softly and blinks rapidly as she looks to see where the washrooms are.

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He frowned. "What's wrong?"

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The show of concern makes her break down again, and she turns toward the wall as her shoulders shake slightly.

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He blinked, thne carefully came over, tentively touching her back.

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She feels fragile in his arms, tiny and in need of protection. But even now, with her shields down, there's a resilience to her. She's survived a lot, alone and with the help of others. She's just getting tired of the uncertainty of the alone.

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"It's alright. I won't leave you," he said softly, rocking her slightly.

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She smiles despite herself, hearing the sincerity in his voice.

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He smiled back, feeling great that he could please her so.

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"Yeah." She considers, then reaches over and steals part of his meal, even though it's cooked more than hers.

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He subtly edged his plate closer to her for better access, then finished himself and sighed. "Good food?"

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She looks around as they leave the eatery, testing the scents and listening to the sounds. "Ben awhile since I was here... or a version 'a here."

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"Has it improved any?" he asked, smiling at her.

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"Y'still need that?" she asks after awhile, her voice so low that he'll have to listen for it.

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He blinked and looked down, first at her and then at his cane.

"Yeah. Got rid of it for a while, but then..." he paused and shrugged.

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"My mutation eats my bad memories. Whatcher excuse?"

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"I'm a genius," he chuckled. "We're allowed to be crazy."