Open Post of Convalescence

[angsty_redhead]

Elves heal quickly, yes, but it's still probably a bit early to be getting up. Feeling entirely too awake after the long, Galadriel-induced sleep, however, he's extricated himself from the bloody bedlinen and made it all the way across the room(!) to a chair by the window. He'll be there, reading one of those culturally incomprehensible books from

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[pandora_antioch]

Well, having spent a long while in the area, Pandora will come by, knowing of Maitimo's state through the eyes of others.

She knocks on the door, softly.

[angsty_redhead]

Sneaky of her! "Come in," he says, because unfortunately people have to do their own door-opening at the moment.

[pandora_antioch]

So she does, opening the door and poking her head in with a little smile.

"Hello, Maitimo."

Blood everywhere. The scent is very overpowering, and she has to make a conscious effort not to react to it.

[angsty_redhead]

Oh, dear. He'd be very sorry if he realised. "Good evening, Lydia. How are you?"

[pandora_antioch]

"I'm well, thank you, though I'm certain your answer to the same is more interesting than my own..." She gives him a smile.

Still ignoring all that bloodscent.