Except food and tea I bring him, and the necessity of sleep... pretty much non-stop.
-she is definitely stressed about it- Not that I can blame him... he seems to have uncovered a landmine in regards to people that want him dead.
1.5 imperial gallons of tea were consumed during the writing of this postYeah- well- I mean- we came here for a safe haven... which for Ches does mean that he can have time to research and know his enemy.
Though I'd really want him to just relax a bit.
If it was anything else, he probably would be relaxing.
But no, he's sitting up there, scouring a computer screen and- hacking government websites- which really doesn't help him in the long run with the whole- government watch-list he's on, but also just- research.
I know he's a detective sort, and an academic... but there's gotta be a limit at some point, right?
1.5 imperial gallons of tea were consumed during the writing of this postHave you said anything to him? If you're this worried and you're close, I bet he'd at least listen. I dunno if he'd actually stop, but he wouldn't just brush it off like it was nothing.
'S not healthy to go and coop yourself up like that. Maybe for a few hours, but doing it for days just isn't good for you.
Yeah... I don't know. It's just tough. Because I want him to find what he's looking for, and I know that- the sooner we know things the better...
And the more time he spends on it, the more likely he will be done...
It's just- hard. And yeah- we're close. I mean- like- fiancee close, now.
We're here mainly to let heat die down so a wedding doesn't get crashed by villains.
1.5 imperial gallons of tea were consumed during the writing of this post

"...I don't know what I wanna do. I wanted to see my friends...b-but I can make new ones, right?"
Aaaaand I gotta go.