Lonely as she's become, don't regret what she's done
Taylor Barnam has been pretty hard to find, recently. Mostly because she's either been hiding downstairs, sitting in Vincent's hospital room, or curled up in bed. Mostly the latter, honestly. The stitches come out in a couple days, and she's pretty much completely recovered from her knock on the head.
Today, Buffy shooed her out of bed at about seven, apparently under the impression that getting out would be good for her. She went and sat with Vincent for three and a half hours, and now she's settled herself in a sunroom, curled up in a chair that she's dragged over to the picture window, so she can see the grounds - they've mostly been repaired, but it's still sort of obvious that there was a lot of uprooting and damage going on recently.
She's not feeling overly chatty, but if anyone would like to check on the Gauche's little angelet, she won't bite.
Today, Buffy shooed her out of bed at about seven, apparently under the impression that getting out would be good for her. She went and sat with Vincent for three and a half hours, and now she's settled herself in a sunroom, curled up in a chair that she's dragged over to the picture window, so she can see the grounds - they've mostly been repaired, but it's still sort of obvious that there was a lot of uprooting and damage going on recently.
She's not feeling overly chatty, but if anyone would like to check on the Gauche's little angelet, she won't bite.