[He doesn't question her. He was glad she'd come back, and if she wanted things to return to how they had been, he would let them.
And Allen waits politely, at first, after she excuses herself. He idly eyes her unfinished food and strikes up a one-sided conversation with Tim to fill the silence; but minutes tick by and he begins to wonder if perhaps he should inquire if everything's all right.
But that might be rude.
Was the food bad? He feels fine, but he's used to different foods... He shouldn't ask, he's sure she'll be back soon, she'll be cross if he bothers her. Why is he even worrying? He's being ridiculous.
But more time passes. He goes quiet, looks from Tim, to the clock, to the bathroom door. The apartment's silent again.
Maybe she's not all right.
Okay, okay - it can't hurt to check. He pushes his chair back.
And steeling himself, he knocks on the door, lightly,] Cat...?
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And Allen waits politely, at first, after she excuses herself. He idly eyes her unfinished food and strikes up a one-sided conversation with Tim to fill the silence; but minutes tick by and he begins to wonder if perhaps he should inquire if everything's all right.
But that might be rude.
Was the food bad? He feels fine, but he's used to different foods... He shouldn't ask, he's sure she'll be back soon, she'll be cross if he bothers her. Why is he even worrying? He's being ridiculous.
But more time passes. He goes quiet, looks from Tim, to the clock, to the bathroom door. The apartment's silent again.
Maybe she's not all right.
Okay, okay - it can't hurt to check. He pushes his chair back.
And steeling himself, he knocks on the door, lightly,] Cat...?