[He snickers a bit, but he does step back to let Sheehan in. The cabin is as plain and unpersonalised as ever, save for the general layout being unique.]
Have a seat. Not got much in the way of drinks or anything to offer, though.
[In truth he doesn't even know if he's allowed a kettle, and he's not going to go begging for one.]
[He forces out a quick breath and grabs the stack of envelopes from his night stand, tapping them against his other hand in a faint show of anxiety before he offers them over.]
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Have a seat. Not got much in the way of drinks or anything to offer, though.
[In truth he doesn't even know if he's allowed a kettle, and he's not going to go begging for one.]
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[He does sit, though.]
What brought this on anyway?
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Nothing.
[Well, that's a lie.]
Just figured it was something I should do.
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I think it's a good idea. Did you want to update them periodically?
[He doesn't mind replacing them for him.]
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I mean— yeah, if there's a need for it.
[He forces out a quick breath and grabs the stack of envelopes from his night stand, tapping them against his other hand in a faint show of anxiety before he offers them over.]
Here. Before I change my mind.
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[He stands up and takes them, tucking them into a pocket on the inside of his shirt. In exchange, he gives him a small, silver key.]
The cabinet is in the front room, near the door. It's small. If you ever need them."
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And you're giving me a key?
[It's pocketed, though he still looks confused.]
Why?
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[He tries not to look equally confused.]
They're yours. You should have a way to get to them if I'm not around.
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Yeah. I mean, of course. Thanks, doc.
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Come by the gazebo if you get bored. I could always use the company.
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Sure. Might come by tomorrow.