[He's in luck— Terra doesn't sleep all that soundly to begin with, especially when she's alone, and tonight is like so many others in that she's found herself unable to settle in. She's working on a knitting project that she feels like she must have started three times over by now when Arthur's voice gently calls to her— knowing that he, too, often works late into the night, she's well past being surprised by his reaching out to her at such an hour.]
Arthur— yes, I'm here.
[There's a distinct pulse of warmth that accompanies her response; she's glad to hear from him, as she always is, but there's something cautious about his tone that catches her attention.]
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Arthur— yes, I'm here.
[There's a distinct pulse of warmth that accompanies her response; she's glad to hear from him, as she always is, but there's something cautious about his tone that catches her attention.]
Is everything alright?