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Office Hours [All Day, Tuesday]

Bond had missed his office hours the day before due to a short head cold, and was holding them today instead.

Of course he seemed more interested playing on his computer than actually working.

Those poor soft toys.

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Aravis nodded, processing that.

"You love her."

It wasn't a question, nor was it in past tense.

Bond nodded. "Very much so."

She was quiet for a long moment, and then simply said, "I am sad for your loss."

Bond inclined his head in acknowledgement.

"I didn't touch your young man," he said quietly. "Simply because I know what I intend to do to those responsible for what happened to her."

"I know that now," she said quietly, nodding once. "I -- he's all I've got. Everyone else has died or might as well have. So...I understand."

Bond studied her for a long moment. "Yes, I think you might."

Aravis shrugged a shoulder. "And I...if it would be easier on you, in my native country, the women cover their faces in veils. I still have some, if it would help."

Bond shook his head. "Not, that's not necessary. Thank you for the offer though."

She nodded. "What are we drinking?" she asked, turning her attention to the liquid still in her glass.

"Glenfiddich, single malt Scotch whiskey," Bond replied. "Good vintage too."

"I have no idea what any of that means," she admitted.

"It means it's very good, fairly expensive alcohol," Bond said with a shrug.

"Oh." Aravis sniffed it and sipped some more. "It's not bad."

"I'm not in the habit of serving up bad drinks," Bond replied, sipping his own.

"I wish I knew where he was, if you don't have him," Aravis said absently, now trying to think of other options.

"When did you see him last?" Bond asked. "That's usually a good place to start."

"Monday morning, before classes," she said pensively. "We were supposed to have a date that night."

""And he didn't show?

She shook her head. "And his things weren't disturbed in his room. He didn't take anything. Not any of his clothes, or his toothbrush, or anything I gave him, or any pictures of us." Aravis had checked all the important things.

"Interesting," Bond murmured. "And you don't know if anyone saw him between yesterday morning and the evening?"

"I don't think so," she said, shaking her head. "I've not asked around."

"You could check the radio," Bond pointed out.

Aravis considered that. "I could. I was too worried to listen last night. Unless of course he's run off with his stupid nun magazines to live with the circus or something."

She took another swallow of whiskey, because she knew she was being stupid.

"Did he take the magazines?"

"I don't know. He's hid them since I found them last."

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