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Katelyn looked at Ty and smiled softly as she gave a small nod. She was glad that he hadn't injured himself somehow. Looking at the man curiously, she then shook her head a bit. "It is no big deal. I couldn't just let you lay in the park." She signed out of habit, unaware if he understood sign language or not. She was happy to have helped them though, it made Katelyn happy to help people out, mostly because of how alone and sad she used to feel in her childhood. She didn't like to see people hurt or sad. The brunette carefully stepped out of the way as Ty exited the restroom. Watching him, she then smiled softly. Waiting for him to go down the stairs first, she stopped by her bag on the way to the kitchen, grabbing her notebook and pen to make sure she could communicate with him.

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Katelyn stood in the kitchen with Ty, watching the man curiously. When he winked at her, her cheeks flushed a dark red as she shyly glanced away. Looking at him again, she then shook her head and flipped open her notebook. No. I tried too once, but the physical pain I felt trying to talk.. She sighed softly before she shook her head a little bit before showing him what she had written. It felt like her throat was being torn apart when she tried to talk. She cried for a few hours while taking some pain pills and keeping an ice pack pressed against her throat. Though most of the pain was probably because she hadn't even tried to talk since the day of the accident except that one time. She hadn't attempted to do it again since then either.

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Katelyn watched Tyrese, her stomach grumbling a little bit as she watched him cook the food. She was a pretty okay cook if she said so herself, she wasn't great by any means, but she didn't burn the food either. The young brunette then looked at him again and tilted her head a little. Train it? But how? It hurt her so much, she usually ended up in tears whenever she attempted to speak. Watching the man, she then tilted her head more as he handed her the ginger root. Really? How would I go about using it? She wrote before she showed him. Should she just eat it raw, add it too her cooking, put it in a tea? She had no idea. The young woman then turned her notebook towards her again and wrote under the words she had just written. How will it help by the way. I don't know much about this.. She wrote, showing him again before looking at him curiously. He had to leave again soon? But what about his injuries... Looking at him, she smiled a little and started writing again. I understand. Perhaps we can meet again sometime when you aren't busy... if that's okay with you. Other than Patrick, she didn't have any friends here and wanted to try and make an effort to make more friends.

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Katelyn looked at Tyrese curiously, her head tilting to the side a little bit. When he mentioned that they could meet again, her smiled grew a bit. It would be nice to have another friend on the island. She was positive now that Patrick was her friend, she hadn't seen Finn around much, but she was sure that if she got to talking to him they could be friends too... She just needed to get out more. She was like one of those shut in cat ladies, only she didn't own a cat. She was very tempted to stop by the pet store to look though. Or maybe a puppy... It would be hard to train a puppy with sign language though... She knew it was possible, she just wasn't sure she was ready for a puppy. Looking at Ty, she smiled then shook her head a little as to say that she didn't mind. She actually loved apple juice. Rubbing her arm a bit, she glanced down at her notebook before she looked up again as she heard a sound. Looking at the container he shook, she gave a small nod Candies could be a good way to eat it, since she did have quite the addiction to sweets. Tea would also be a good choice. She enjoyed having a nice cup of tea while sitting by the fire and reading a book. Looking at him curiously, she tilted her head a little. She hadn't known that about him. He was kind of like him. Curious as to how he got the scar tissue, she decided that asking would be something to do later, since he had to go. Picking up her fork, she started eating some of the food he made, her a smile on her face. It was really good! Looking at Ty, she then nodded. Setting her fork down, she then started writing. Thank you very much. She wrote, showing him the notebook.

Tyrese parked in the garage of his house, no longer quite a home given his recent neglect and abandonment of the estate. Last time he actually stayed here there was a person in every room, including his very unwelcome ex. She was the whole reason he left, only to end up living out of his own bed and breakfast. That was at least two weeks ago now, though it felt more like a couple months. He was planning to resettle after the holidays, since he very well couldn't keep Sela while sleeping in his office at work. She didn't need the extra instability on top of everything else. Turning off his car, the wolf blinked tiredly and climbed out of the driver's seat. He cranked open the trunk and removed a duffle bag, grunting as he got it on his shoulder and limped to the garage door. Limped, because he'd manually removed his cast without clearance from his doctor, and as a result needed a screw drilled in to help correct the damage he'd caused to it. Well, that was the price he paid to save Aubrey, a small expense in exchange for her safety.

He was just getting back from the Teagan place where he'd dropped Aubrey off in the care of her parents. With the nursery replacing the only potential guest room there was, Ty very well couldn't take it upon himself to move in. Besides, her parents would be making due with the living room -the last remaining space- while they stayed with their daughter. As a final punch, it felt inappropriate...Wasn't it enough that he was betraying his own brother by pursuing his wife? Finn didn't have to be there for Ty to feel inclined to give the family some space. He would be back, nevertheless, to help out where he could. For now, it was a blue moon and he was downright exhausted. He needed to check on his home, check on family and (other) friends, make sure his business was still running smoothly. Life had to resolve around else things despite family emergencies. Like Sela. He hadn't seen or spoken to her in a week. She had to be throwing a fit of worry and panic, whether it was actually for her father or all the Christmas gifts he'd bragged about buying for her.

Closing the door behind him, Tyrese shrugged his bag onto the floor and unraveled his scarf from around his neck. The scarf was hung on the coat rack along with his beanie before he went walking further inside. Why was it so cold in here? Unlike any other day, he could actually feel the weather! Cursing under his breath, the bluenette turned to the thermostat and adjusted the settings. It occurred to him as rummaging began to jar him out of his tired stupor that he had someone else in the house. It made sense that the kid was here, considering it was after nine pm. "Hey Devon, it's me." He announced, careful of his throat. The author kneeled down to untie and remove his shoes, leaving them tucked against the wall as he meandered inside and peeked for the source of noise. Stopping by the kitchen, one hand gently hitched against his hip and one brow raised curiously as he inspected the other male in pokemon themed slippers and ruffled pajamas. "What are you up to?" He asked with a low chuckle.



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"I'm doing well, Devon, thank you. And yourself?" The author asked, rotating one shoulder as he removed his jacket from it. This reminded him of when Sela would wake up in the middle of the night, toddling into his room and climbing into his bed to tell him she needed a glass of water. The child slept like a dead monkey, so seeing her wake out of a dead sleep with her hair sticking in every direction...hilarious. He found similar amusement now, his brow still hitched as he watched the blonde pause and shuffle around as if to remember where he was. Ty moved hair off his brow and folded his jacket over one arm, "Dinner? You waited this long to cook?" He inquired, peeking around the blonde to check his progress. It didn't look or smell like he had anything started yet- which may be a good thing. Ty wasn't easy to let people cook in his kitchen, especially anyone who couldn't handle themselves. And by that, he meant this pampered boy who was waited on hand and foot all his life. Wading around him, Ty draped his jacket over a bar stool before clicking over to the fridge. "Have anything in mind?"

The wolf leaned forward to inspect what he had, vaguely recalling when he last did the shopping. There was too much to do around here, good Lord! At least his garden wasn't dead. Ty sighed heavily, straightening is stance and tapping his heel. "I'm here for the next few nights." The wolf informed, turning to the freezer next. "You'll have to settle for chicken pasta bake, I can finish it in twenty minutes. We'll call it even if you have a bottle of wine with me." He finished with a grumble, getting started while he made his statement.



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