[ Those pesky immortals. Always getting the jump on you and forcing you into a therapeutic sleep. Privately she thinks that spending time in the gardens might actually do more for anyone based solely on the fact that they can be a peaceful place if you aren't furiously trying to make sure none of the equipment breaks down and people aren't stealing vegetation. Or pot. ]
Don't look at me like that. I need to be able to concentrate. [ She places one hand on either side of his head and closes her eyes just long enough to be ridiculous and exhales. After about thirty seconds, she cracks one eye open and looks at the wall. ] Is it working?
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Don't look at me like that. I need to be able to concentrate. [ She places one hand on either side of his head and closes her eyes just long enough to be ridiculous and exhales. After about thirty seconds, she cracks one eye open and looks at the wall. ] Is it working?
[ It's not. ]