Thomas grinned, "That's very impressive, but...who will cook my dinner?"
He'd been concerned about his friends' well-being when he'd awoken and had been assured over and over again by the healers and his family that everyone was all right. It didn't matter to Thomas until he saw them, and he was glad that Kendall only looked a bit rattled. He could understand that, of course, as Thomas was sure he would've gone mad if either Kendall or Rose had gone missing, but all the same. He was relieved, and thankful that Kendall was managing to keep the lighter tone with him.
"I was going to ask my parents to bring in the pitch blue prints," Thomas said, picking at a thread in the blanket that was draped over his legs, "But then I thought my sister might get a hold of it and I'd lose all creative control."
He lifted a hand and waved it dramatically, "It would end up in Pride purple and gold and I'd have to burn it down after opening day."
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