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YT lays down on the bed with considerable relief. It makes her hurt less, although it doesn't make her stop hurting entirely. Now that the adrenaline's draining away, taking her frantic energy with it, she feels like shutting her eyes and taking a hundred-year nap.

But she can't do that, time freeze or no. Max offered to help her and it wouldn't be fair to him. Besides, she left her plank somewhere in the Narcolumbian franchise and she's eager to get it back. Last but not least, she's afraid of chickening out if she puts this off for too long.

"So how does this work, anyway?" she asks Max. Not that she'll understand the answer or anything, probably.

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Once she gets herself to a certain acceptable level of dryness, YT heads back into the bedroom - still wearing the towel - and goes to the desk. In Milliways the desks always come with a pencil and notepad in the drawer: she gets these out and starts to sketch a rough map.

There are three floors in the building she left on the other side of the Door, and it's got a central courtyard: used to be some kind of office. She pencils in the rooms and dimensions - working it through in spite of the fact that she's having trouble keeping her eyes open - and ends with putting an X in a room on the second floor and writing "we are here."

She then finds herself unable to suppress the urge to yawn and stretch, which is a little embarrassing for all that Max warned her about it.

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He watches over her shoulder as she draws, and nods when she finishes. "And now, you need sleep." He offers her an arm for support. She's tough and probably doesn't really need it, but he offers anyway.

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Far be it from YT to discourage Max from gentlemanly impulses: she accepts his arm with a smile.

"Max, I...well, if you're okay with it, I'd like you to stay - though I'm not going to be very much fun for a while."

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Max frowns and shakes his head slowly, "I'd love to, but... I told a friend I'd meet them down in the bar soon." He shrugs a bit, "I can't seem to let people go home to dangerous situations without volunteering myself."

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YT's a little disappointed, but she puts a hand on his shoulder and smiles. "That's okay. You made a promise, you gotta keep it."

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"Hopefully it won't take too long. I'll probably be back in a day or two." He grins, "And then we get to go save your pretty little backside."

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YT chuckles. "Well, I can spend the time thinking of a good way to do that. And a way to pay you back after." She winks.

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"Oh," Max leers a bit, "I have faith that you'll come up with something suitable."

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"Mm. You bet." YT leans over and kisses him on the cheek. "Whoever else you're giving a hand to is lucky to have you along. Tell them I said so."

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Max turns to kiss her back. He's chuckling as he turns to go. "I'll see you when I get back."

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"Good luck," YT says. "Make sure you get back in one piece or I'll be pissed." That's her usual way of saying she cares.

After Max is out the door, YT draws back the bedcovers and crawls under, squirming out of the towel as an afterthought and dropping it on the floor. She falls asleep as soon as her head hits the pillow and doesn't wake up for a while.