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The room is quiet, again -- and still not empty.
He's sleeping (not an uncommon occurrence, especially over the last few days) after having eaten lunch. She'd been taking care of the horses in the stables -- simply to check in on them, and make sure nothing was amiss -- while he holed up in his room, trying to recover his strength.
The bruises are set, now. Dark purple splotches against his ribs, lighter marks on his arms and legs. His face is still hidden by the coarse hair of his beard, but the evidence is noticeable when looking at him up close.
(It's one of the reasons he's staying up in his room. He's not ready to face the Bar.)
Something stirs him -- be it the sound of snow hitting the windows, or the shifting light through the cloud cover, or simply just awareness returning after an unpleasant dream -- and he blinks his eyes open, trying not to move too much.
"Mmph."
He paws for a pillow blindly, in an attempt to cover his eyes. When he doesn't find one -- and finds the bed empty, though he can hear Kate across the room -- he rolls over and tries to focus on her. Wherever she is.
He yawns.
He's sleeping (not an uncommon occurrence, especially over the last few days) after having eaten lunch. She'd been taking care of the horses in the stables -- simply to check in on them, and make sure nothing was amiss -- while he holed up in his room, trying to recover his strength.
The bruises are set, now. Dark purple splotches against his ribs, lighter marks on his arms and legs. His face is still hidden by the coarse hair of his beard, but the evidence is noticeable when looking at him up close.
(It's one of the reasons he's staying up in his room. He's not ready to face the Bar.)
Something stirs him -- be it the sound of snow hitting the windows, or the shifting light through the cloud cover, or simply just awareness returning after an unpleasant dream -- and he blinks his eyes open, trying not to move too much.
"Mmph."
He paws for a pillow blindly, in an attempt to cover his eyes. When he doesn't find one -- and finds the bed empty, though he can hear Kate across the room -- he rolls over and tries to focus on her. Wherever she is.
He yawns.