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Our Lady of Fandom, Wednesday all day

Gabriel was impressed by the fridge. It would certainly come in handy. Together with the bed the church felt a lot more comfortable.

[The church is open]

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Karal was carrying a largeish box, peering over the top of it as he made his way into the church. Altra wasn't with him, having muttered distinctly uncomplimentary things in Karsite at the suggestion he come to see Gabriel. "Gabriel? Are you here?"

Gabriel looked up and eyed the box with curiosity. "Karal, welcome," he said in his friendliest tone.

"Thank you and good morning," he said, happy to see Gabriel. "How are you today? And forgive me, but this is rather heavy." He set it down on a pew.

"Oh, I'm good. What's in the box?" He made no attempt to help Karal with it however.

Karal wouldn't have expected any help, would have been horrified if he had. "I have brought you a kettle," he pulled it out and set it on the pew, "and coffee and tea, sugar and honey, and some, umm, they are a soup that comes in a small package, which you simply mix with boiling water." He looked over at Gabriel hopefully. "And some mugs and spoons and other things you might need."

Gabriel certainly looked interested. "And this kettle is an... electical appliance?" he asked.

Karal nodded enthusiastically. "It is! It is amazing. It boils the water without a fire. You simply fill it with water, push the plug into the wall socket, and turn this switch, and it will whistle when the water is ready."

"...plug it in. Yes. Someone stopped by the other day and plugged in the fridge. Now it works." He lifted the kettle out of the box and examined it closely. "Useful."

"Oh! You have a fridge? That means you can have milk as well. I will bring you some next time," he decided. "Is there somewhere you would like me to put these things?"

"Wherever there's somewhere to plug it in," Gabriel replied. He hadn't quite figured out where that could be yet.

Karal walked around the edge of the church, looking for a plug, and found one in the corner. "There is one here!" he called, hurrying over to grab the kettle. "Is there somewhere to fill it?"

Apart from the sink in the basement there was a tiny cleaning cupboard with a sink in the church. Gabriel pointed at the door. "Over there."

He was sitting comfortably on the backrest of one of the pew, watching Karal.

He happily filled the kettle, then plugged it in to boil. "And now we simply must wait," he said, moving to sit near Gabriel. "Have you eaten today?"

Gabriel picked up the jar of peanut butter that Rikku had left, now empty, And sniffed it. "Finished this," he said, "But there are some donuts from yesterday somewhere."

Karal blinked at the jar, then looked at Gabriel worriedly. "That is not proper food. When was the last time you had a meal?" This was not good, he was going to get sick if he continued to eat like this.

"...the day before yesterday?" His concern was quite amusing.

"That--" Karal sighed in exasperation. "You must care for yourself better. I will go and get you something. When the kettle whistles, press the switch I showed you and it will stop."

He had a brief moment of what he'd describe as deja vu, if he'd ever heard the term, flashing back to caring for Ulrich, but he shook it off. "I will come back soon," he said quietly and headed out of the church.

Gabriel watched Karal leave, then went to examine the kettle and poured himself a cup of tea. Definitely useful, this thing.

Karal came back some minutes later, carrying a bag of sandwiches, a bottle of juice, and some fruit. Boring, but he thought that they would keep well in the fridge. "Gabriel?" he called as he came back in. "Here, this is better that doughnuts."

In fact, Gabriel had noticed that large amounts of donuts did seem to have a negative effect on the human body. Appearantly a balanced diet was to be preferred, and as Karal was finding the food he didn't object.

"Hm, good." He looked inside the bag of sandwiches and sniffed.

He couldn't help ducking his head, pleased he'd found something Gabriel liked. "And you should be able to keep them in the fridge and eat them for a few days," he added, setting down the juice and fruit. "Not for too long, or even with the fridge, they could go bad and make you sick."

Gabriel ahd yet to experience being sick, and although he'd seen humans be sick before, his empatic abilities were somewhat limited. Hence that comment made little sense to him, but he nodded appreciatively. "This is good."

"I'm glad you like it." He fidgeted a little, resting his hands on the back of one of the pews. "I should leave you to enjoy your meal in peace," he said, though he didn't really want to leave. "And I have a class soon. Is there anything else you need?"

While most people might have noticed the fidgeting and asked if he would like to stay or something similar, Gabriel wasn't a people person, so he didn't notice. "No, fine, thanks," he said, taking a bite out of his sandwich.

"All right." With a quick smile, Karal turned to go. "Please take care of yourself, Gabriel."

"Oh, you too, Karal!" Gabriel raised a hand and waved, but his attention was still on his food.

If he was a little disappointed to be dismissed so easily, he didn't show it, just waved a farewell and said, "Goodbye," as he left.

Gabriel remembered a few minutes later that perhaps he should have said goodbye properly. Karal was good to have around and he certainly didn't want to lose him.

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