His short answer only serves to make Garry more concerned, since Gilbert seems like exactly the sort of person who wouldn't tell if something was wrong. Or, at least, he probably wouldn't tell Garry. ]
Not yet, as far as I'm aware... [ so his guess was right. Garry closes the door behind him with a creased brow. His room looks about as it always does, save for Ib's bed looking less-used than the rest, should he glance into the bedroom - she's been sleeping with him these days - and what looks like sewing supplies set out, along with a half-dressed mannequin that looks like it's made of clay, courtesy of Al. Clearly, he's been making good on his earlier offer to sew things for people. ] I've been keeping a close eye on Ib, but -- I'm not sure there's much I can really do, you know... Ah, can I get you some tea? Miss Sharon loaned me some...
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His short answer only serves to make Garry more concerned, since Gilbert seems like exactly the sort of person who wouldn't tell if something was wrong. Or, at least, he probably wouldn't tell Garry. ]
Not yet, as far as I'm aware... [ so his guess was right. Garry closes the door behind him with a creased brow. His room looks about as it always does, save for Ib's bed looking less-used than the rest, should he glance into the bedroom - she's been sleeping with him these days - and what looks like sewing supplies set out, along with a half-dressed mannequin that looks like it's made of clay, courtesy of Al. Clearly, he's been making good on his earlier offer to sew things for people. ] I've been keeping a close eye on Ib, but -- I'm not sure there's much I can really do, you know... Ah, can I get you some tea? Miss Sharon loaned me some...