[Still holding the cookie halves, Albert glances in Ziva's direction and then tilts his head in silent indication of the box. There are approximately four people currently in Johto for whom Albert would suspend his usual condescending wrath in favor of simply getting answers; as it happens, Ziva is one of them.]
Good to see you. You hang tight, kid, we'll get you fixed up.
[Snagging the box, he motions for Ziva to join him a short distance away from the couch.]
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Good to see you. You hang tight, kid, we'll get you fixed up.
[Snagging the box, he motions for Ziva to join him a short distance away from the couch.]
What can you tell me about what happened to him?