#Hunt was fully expecting Moriarty to take her place outside the carriage since he's the second All-Seeing Eye and brought up the cold to he

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DM: You retire all to bed and sleep as well as I'm sure you usually sleep on the road. Then in the morning Edmund has the carriage ready, and is intending to meet Vanessa up at the chapel and then head on out. -long silence- Tark: It's a very awkward silence as we're just going down the road. Everyone's avoiding eye contact. -laughter- DM: When we said 'don't talk about it' we also meant to one another. Tark: No one meant to take it that way, but everyone unanimously agreed that no one was going to start a conversation unless someone else did, but everyone else thought the same thing. DM: Yep. So you arrive back, Vanessa is saying goodbye to Lucier. Moriarty (OOC): The sneast? DM: The sneast. They're--- -laughter- Nathaniel (OOC): You sounded so tired. DM: Yeah. Tark (OOC): *laughing* Deep breath in. DM: They're speaking quietly to one another, they're nodding more than she is. They take her hands and kind of press them to their forehead and Vanessa nods and heads over to all of you waiting by the carriage. Edmund helps her in the back and you guys are free to load in as you please. Hunt: Unless someone says something, Hunt is gonna be back up at the driver's seat next to Edmund. Moriarty (OOC): Out of character, wouldn't it be better for her lungs to be in the carriage? Hunt (OOC): Theoretically yes, but that why I said unless somebody else says something. DM: Yes. Moriarty: Moriarty's going to pull Hunt aside, "Shouldn't you be in the carriage for the sake of your lungs? Hunt: There's a bit of a pause, "Yeah, yeah you're right." She just gives Moriarty a pat on the shoulder and goes into the carriage. Moriarty: Moriarty also goes into the carriage because he's not giving up his spot. Tark (OOC): Oh my god. DM: Valid. Hunt: What?! If you're going be in here, I'm going out there 'cause someone has to keep an eye out! Gods! Tark (OOC): *finished laughing* Oh my god. Moriarty (OOC): *laughing* Tark (OOC): You're the fucking worst. Hunt: I thought you were...You know what, no, nevermind! Eudora: I'll go up front if no one else wants to. Tark: Tark is doubled over laughing. Moriarty (OOC): Sorry, I missed everything that happened 'cause I was laughing.