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It's late afternoon. The first show is at 6:00 -- 1800, Trowa still thinks of it really, but the translation is easy -- and most of the circus is making early dinners or otherwise enjoying the downtime before they have to get ready.

Trowa opens the door from Milliways into the trailer he shares with Cathy, and lets X follow him through.

It's a narrow room, combining kitchen and common room in a compact and tidy package, with doors to Trowa's room, Cathy's, and the bathroom. (And, behind them, to the outside.) It's all lived-in, in an impeccably tidy way.

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"She's sensible," Trowa returns, placidly.

Well. Expressionlessly.

It's not his fault that Duo has weird irrational worries about hanging out with giant toothy predators. Or odd hang-ups about using words for conversation.

To X: "No. The cages are already in the tent. I just need to move them to the big one."

"I like them," X says, looking at Duo. "The lions."

Then she turns her attention to Trowa.

"I am allowed to see?"

"Sure."

Why not?

Duo rolls his eyes at them both and wanders off to exchange high-fives with a group of (very attractive) contortionists that have been around long enough to recognize him as one of Trowa's friends.

"Meet you back at the trailer!" he calls over his shoulder.

"I think he will be late," X says, watching Duo walk away.

She may or may not be kidding.

Her facial lack of expression makes it difficult to tell.

"Probably."

Trowa may or may not be, also. Who can tell?

(Probably X can.)

Meanwhile: off to the lions!

And after the lions: back to the trailer!

X may, at this juncture, request a beverage.

It is important to stay hydrated.

Duo makes his way back through the organized chaos of the grounds to the trailer just in time for beverages! He's got good timing like that.

"So, how long you sticking around for?"

X hesitates, giving Trowa a quick look.

"I do not know."

Beat.

"I do not think it will be multiple days."

Unless she missed a memo, which is unlikely.

Trowa lowers his water glass -- after a night's acrobatic show under stage lights, he too is all in favor of hydration -- to shake his head infinitesimally.

"Probably just the evening."

This is said with a sidelong glance at X -- unless she wants to stick around longer? -- but it's what he was assuming.

X meets Trowa's sidelong look and nods. Once.

It is a very small nod.

Duo sets his glass down with a thunk. "Trowa, are you contagious or something? She's been snarking on me all night, but as soon as you show up, it's all lions and significant looks."

"Sorry," says Trowa.

Deadpan.

"You require more effort," X says to Duo.

She is a very serious person.

Especially right now.

He rests his head on the table with a gentle thump.

Sorry, Duo. You're kind of doomed.

But maybe when Cathy shows up she'll be kinder!

Maybe?

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