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Leto had actually made some plans for this meeting, in case Arthur and Zack would still be asleep, although if they had been, there would certainly have been a lot fewer people showing up.

Those plans were now pointless, however. There was no way he would put people through defining the goals of defensive tactics today. Clearly those who had spend their weekend in another reality were a little too emotional to deal with that now. Leto knew that from experience; he had spent the previous day being bitched at (hello Arthur!) or hugged and cried on. It was obvious that people needed some kind of emotional outlet today.

Also, it seemed like some people had trust issues after having run into alternate vampire versions of themselves. That could prove dangerous in a fighting situation.

"Good afternoon," he greeted everyone gathered. "Today we will work on what I believe is referred to in this time as team-building. Without loyalty and trust - both of leaders and of fellow warriors - a military unit is nothing. Where that trust is strong and army may rise about their actual level of fighting skill."

"Often this loyalty has been nurtured by shared pain and suffering. A guerilla group might have faced persecution together for a long time. Many forms of military training forces the warriors to endure severe hardships together in order to achieve something similar."

Leto smiled. "Today, I decided for a more playful and gentle approach. We will start with a shared meal. Eating together is a sign of friendship in many cultures. First, you need to divide the food." He gestured at a blanket on the ground with a large fruit bowl in the middle. "It needs to be divided equally, but for every fruit you take, you need to tell the group something significant about yourself."

"When the food has been divided, you may eat, but you may not feed yourself, only other people."

He watched the people gathered. "Any questions?"

[~~Wait for OCD!~~ OCD is up!]

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"So am I," Arthur had to admit, a hint of good humor to his idle tone. "I can't imagine you sitting still that long."

Tasteless? Maybe. He was comfortable that way.

Dinah snickered, because hey. It was a little funny. "Well. Maybe? Vampire Me was a hyper monster too. I'm almost glad I was there, just so she wasn't going after you guys." She shrugged, and her eyes drifted over to Leto. "Even though I didn't do much, except that last fight."

"You did everything you could," he said, casting a glance over towards Leto himself. And shrugging.

What? He had never seen Leto the monster himself, and despite everything, he really had managed to chase him out of the room last night.

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"Yeah," Dinah said, more quiet. She'd managed not to kill herself before the big fight. Or get herself killed. That did count for something over there. "Anyway. I skipped salle yesterday. I don't know if you were too, but I needed to be out in the sunshine."

Arthur heaved a very put-upon sigh. "I was in bed all day," he admitted, "Physician's orders."

Well, Merlin's, mainly. Hush.

"Seriously?" Dinah blinked. "Did you get killed over there too?"

"No, I was fine," he said, rolling his eyes. Somewhat good naturedly.

Dinah rolled her eyes back at him, then got it. "If it reassured him, I guess..." Merlin probably had spent all weekend watching Arthur sleep, after all.

"I was exhausted," Arthur said. He wasn't rushing to clarify anything, mind. He really had been. "But I'm so glad I got out of bed to eat fruit." How much of a girl was Leto?

"I like it," Dinah said, voice muted, trying not to be defensive. She looked away, then said, "But. I had a weird weekend of seeing lots of these people evil, so." She shrugged. "Low impact."

Maybe he was just too used to this kind of thing.

So Arthur refrained from telling her it was probably because she was also a girl. "Take some more time if you need it," he advised.

"Thanks." Dinah smiled a very small smile. "I can do it. Just slowly, is all." Her smile widened a fraction. "Like I sprained my brain. I just have to stretch it carefully."

"Plenty of rest," he said, recalling Gaius's voice despite his best attempts, "And eat well. None of this fruit business, that's for nosy Fremen."

"I'm thinking soup. And nothing recognizably, um. That used to be alive." Dinah's smile went a little lop-sided. "But cookies are good too!"

"If you want cookies, talk to Zack," he said, dryly. "He's been spreading them around."

Dinah snickered at his phrasing, then made her face straight. "Ahem! That's good. I was going to bring donuts to the meetings this week. As a thank-you for saving us to everyone." She smiled wider. "And hugs. Everyone gets hugs who needs them."

"You can hug Zack, as well," Arthur said, after a moment of feigning thought. "If you can get past the bruises he's got for trying to fight me."

"I'll tell Zack he's the designated huggee 'cause we don't do that." She grinned at him. "But pffttt, bruises. Like that would stop me."

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