Port of Fandom, Thursday Morning

Octavia wasn't sure why she was here. The official excuse was that she'd wanted to see whether Duke had maybe left any of her stuff on her own boat. Mainly clothes, because she hadn't brought more than what she'd been wearing to Lucifer's to begin with, and by now those were almost all gone. Even now, she was wearing one of Lucifer's shirts over a pair of shorts.

She'd barely made it onto the docks before she was already questioning why she was really here. The Cape Rouge's usual slip was empty, and she'd known it would be, and it still hurt.

But it turned out she wasn't the only one feeling morose about it. Polly Lobster was sitting on the dock, looking far more mopey than an animal should even be able to. Guess the porgs continued not to be welcome on trips to Haven.

"Ha yun, strikon," Octavia murmured to the bird, as she went to sit down next to him on the dock. "Yu hou don gon we seintaim, huh?"

Polly made a mournful noise. Then he trundled over to her, and tried to hop onto her lap. And Octavia let him. The other porgs on the ship had been giving her a wide berth ever since she'd been back, and while Polly had been a little braver, he hadn't actually tried to climb on her so far.

It was... nice.

And it occurred to Octavia that this was exactly the kind of thing she would have taken a picture of and sent to Duke to amuse him on his travels, before. Now, she didn't. Couldn't.

Polly Lobster made sad burbling noises up at her. "Ai get yu in, strikon," she sighed, as she gently petted his head. "Ai get yu klin."

[ooc: Open! Though very slow because shoot weeeeek.]