Ulla is in her room, and instructed to please stay there. People are in the infirmary, and Warren is walking into his cabin, their cabin, with blood all over his right shoulder. There's no wound there, nor on his right wrist, but the damage from the storm has certainly left its marks otherwise. He's still a little damp, in fact.
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Date: 2022-04-27 10:13 pm (UTC)"Honey, I'm home."