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12.Oct.19, 03:58 PM
F’drel startled a little when T’ryn responded to his sigh; he hadn’t realized the bronzerider was awake. At least the jolt of surprise was enough to wake him up a little more, and he lifted his head a little to look around, though F’drel didn’t remove his arms from around T’ryn or untangle their legs - because that wasn’t awkward at all, but losing any more contact since he’d moved his head was just so unappealing at the moment he didn’t even care that much.
It wasn’t a particularly large room, but also not tiny, and the walls were filled with shelves. That was what was pressing into F’drel’s thigh, the corner of one of the shelves. Looking more closely the shelves seemed pretty empty, and F’drel was having some difficulty determining the purpose of the room. Was it simply an unused storage room? There was a table and chair on the other side of the room - the chair was currently on its side on the floor - and there were papers spread out on the table. Was it a workroom of some sort?
“Do you know where we are?” he asked quietly, voice a little rough. “I’ve never been in here before.” Which meant F’drel didn’t know how worried he should be about making a mess of the place and how quickly he should make sure to get it cleaned up. His default answer was ‘as soon as possible,’ but if it was completely unused Halomirth might convince him he could take a nap first. Maybe.
You should invite T’ryn to nap with you, Halomirth said, all innocence. She was planning to keep Syrendryth around for as much of the rest of the day as she could, which would hopefully include at least one nap. F’drel sighed and settled his head back against T’ryn’s shoulder. As little as he wanted to move, there was no way he was going to knowingly fall back asleep on this floor at this point. He’d have to get up and move somewhere else first, possibly with cleaning in there as well. But getting up felt so impossible. Miri really was inundating him with her own lazy contentment, and it was annoying (and maybe also a little nice, since the usual worry and panic was muted some).
It wasn’t a particularly large room, but also not tiny, and the walls were filled with shelves. That was what was pressing into F’drel’s thigh, the corner of one of the shelves. Looking more closely the shelves seemed pretty empty, and F’drel was having some difficulty determining the purpose of the room. Was it simply an unused storage room? There was a table and chair on the other side of the room - the chair was currently on its side on the floor - and there were papers spread out on the table. Was it a workroom of some sort?
“Do you know where we are?” he asked quietly, voice a little rough. “I’ve never been in here before.” Which meant F’drel didn’t know how worried he should be about making a mess of the place and how quickly he should make sure to get it cleaned up. His default answer was ‘as soon as possible,’ but if it was completely unused Halomirth might convince him he could take a nap first. Maybe.
You should invite T’ryn to nap with you, Halomirth said, all innocence. She was planning to keep Syrendryth around for as much of the rest of the day as she could, which would hopefully include at least one nap. F’drel sighed and settled his head back against T’ryn’s shoulder. As little as he wanted to move, there was no way he was going to knowingly fall back asleep on this floor at this point. He’d have to get up and move somewhere else first, possibly with cleaning in there as well. But getting up felt so impossible. Miri really was inundating him with her own lazy contentment, and it was annoying (and maybe also a little nice, since the usual worry and panic was muted some).
