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[leftwithmybones]

It's taken a hell of a duck to get away from Jim with his weird protective thing going on, but McCoy refuses to sit around and do nothing just because Jim's in a weird mood. She grabs her medkit and a pair of comfortable blue scrubs before heading to the clinic for the day. It's peaceful in the way that work makes her and lulls her into a familiar frame of mind. Eventually, the only thing that pulls her away is the grumbling of her stomach and she's off to the kitchen, pinning her hair up a little tighter before making lunch.

When she hears the smallest scuffle of noise, she eases back and raises a brow suspiciously in the doorway, not seeing anyone at eye level. "Who's there?" she demands, rolling her eyes. "Jim, I swear to god, if you're here to cart me off home, I'm gonna punch you in the face."

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[summerchild]

"Yes, horse riding!" Something he could do normally, but now he'd be able to feel the rhythm of Shadow's gait and use his knees to guide her. It didn't occur to him that Shadow might be rather too big for him at his current size. "And Reynald says I can play in his castle as much as I want! Do you want to play dragon attacks with me?"

[leftwithmybones]

"Sure, kid," McCoy promises with a fond smile, pouring him a glass of orange juice to go with the meal. "Hey, here," she coaxes. "Eat up. You're a growing boy again and you need all the nutrients you can get."

[summerchild]

"Nutrients!" Bran grinned at her, as cheerful a child as there had ever been. Then he took up the glass of juice with hands small enough that it took two to hold it. After a few furious bites he came up for air while trying to stab a whole pancake onto his fork. "We're going to go swimming. I didn't go in the ocean before, and I was sad, but now I can, and I'm happy!"

[leftwithmybones]

"Maybe I'll even lurk around you for that," she says, given that she wants to make sure that the sudden use of his legs doesn't turn into a disastrous day when they stop working at an inopportune time. "Make sure no one drowns and all."

[summerchild]

"Yes, swim with us!" Bran beamed at her then took a bite of his pancake. "And- and-" He seemed too excited, like he was trying to eat while saying ten different things at once. "Summer is going to come! But you can swim, Summer can't swim."

[leftwithmybones]

"I'd be happy to swim," McCoy promises with an easy smile. "We'll go have ourselves a little swimming date, you and I. We'll see how far you can stretch out those legs of yours."