Nov 1 - We have to deal with this sometime

[did_good]

"What do you mean you can't pick her up?" Tosh sighs as the woman from Take a Paws explains that one of their handlers is sick that day, and there's no one available to do puppy care. "Of course. No, of course I understand. It happens. But if someone comes in later?"

She says it hopefully, knowing that Mitsuki might be happy and asleep at her feet right now, but that it won't last for long. Once Owen comes in and sees the six month old Akita there, she's sure he'll object. But there's nothing to be done, she agrees as she hangs up the phone. It's her dog and she has to deal with it.

"Please don't come in today," she says to herself, under her breath as she starts matching up all the names of those who've returned from this other Darrow. "Let something go my way."

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[beat_death]

"What do I have to say to get you to give on this?" Owen finally asks, done talking round in circles, the two of them saying the same thing over and over again, neither of them willing to give in to the other.

They could continue on with this until they're both blue in the face.

[did_good]

"What do I have to tell you for you to understand I know what I'm agreeing to. I know what could happen. It's fine."

Fine. Such an innocuous word, in no way encompassing what either of them meant. "You know I'm right."

[beat_death]

"Alright." Owen says, and his voice is quiet as he frowns down at his cup. He hates to concede the point, hates to give in, but it looks like that's the only way that this is going to go.

"But I don't have to like it."

[did_good]

"It's better you don't." She's drunk as much of her coffee as she's going to, and Mitsuki is still outside. "Then you'll do your best to make sure it's right when we try it."

[beat_death]

"Just bring it in, next time you go back to the shop," he replies, and he's already starting to try and work out a methodology in his head. Reverse-engineering a normal drug is difficult enough, but Compound B67 is going to be even trickier.

Especially considering he's only got the one pill to work with.

"Try not to handle it much, if you can manage it."

[did_good]

"I have it in a bottle. I put it there after I arrived." Tosh hadn't wanted it to degrade, in case she'd wanted to use it.

"I'll bring it in tomorrow."

[beat_death]

"Perfect," he says, though there's nothing about this situation that's even close to ideal. If it were up to him, neither of them would have to subject themselves to experimental drug trials.

"I should probably go. Work to do now, apparently."

[did_good]

"I should take somebody to the park," she agrees, standing and waiting for him to do the same. "I'll see you in the morning."

[beat_death]

"Right," Owen says, and honestly, in the course of their conversation, he'd nearly forgotten about the dog. Even now, it's only a passing thought as his mind shifts back to just what he'll need to get started. Maybe he can get his hands on some flunitrazepam.

He stands, ready to leave.

"You two have fun."

[did_good]

"We shall," not as much fun as they might have had before this conversation.