Salle, Wednesday Midday

[withoutverona]

Romeo wasn't sure why Reno even wanted to speak to him, or if he felt like speaking to Reno in turn. His best friend's words from Sunday tangled with his own and sat like a knot in his stomach, and if Reno were to try to kill him with the rod, he would not blame him.

But they'd made a plan, and so Romeo was there in the Salle. Waiting and, somehow, almost hopeful.

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[raspberryturk]

"A blanket. An' diapers an' a crib an' baby stuff," Reno repeated, taking note of the baby sounds on the other end.

Okay. Rikku had a kid. This was Fandom. This was not really a shock, anymore.

"Where am I bringin' it all once I got it?"

[the_merriest]

"My room," Rikku said, laughing quickly as she placed a kiss on Janice's fingers. "Noooooo. That's mine. That's not yours."

A moment later, she added, "Bring your EMR?"

[raspberryturk]

"Already got it, zoto."

Sure, this was because he had it out anyhow, but it did save him a step or two on the way. He just hoped that whoever was working over at the T&C didn't think he was up to some kind of messed-up armed robbery junk.

"Diapers, crib, blanket, food, wipes, toys. That everything?" He was already rounding the corner toward Turtle and Canary.

[the_merriest]

"I think so?" Rikku said. "I think those are the essentials, at least. Can always make a run for anything that comes up later."

There was a slight pause. "Thank you."

For going, for understanding, for not asking a pile of questions, for being him.

[raspberryturk]

"Don't mention it, yo. See you when I get there."

Reno hung up, stared at his phone for a few steps, and then pushed the fact that the sudden demand for baby stuff was kinda weird, even for Rikku.

And then he made it to T&C.