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[floweredknight]

After talking with his mother, Florence has been spending more time out and about the Mansion. He'll talk to anyone who notices him -- small, serious, soft-spoken young man that he is -- and he spends some time lending a hand with the hunting-and-gathering; but mostly he watches, and doesn't head back home to the Orkney cottage until sunset.

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[girdleforakiss]

Gawain is leaning on the gate when he does come, watching the glow fade from the trees.

[floweredknight]

Florence comes up quietly, pausing a little distance along the fence, not to disturb him if he's preoccupied, not to avoid him either.

[girdleforakiss]

Gawain smiles across the distance at him. "Hello, you."

[floweredknight]

He smiles back, straightening up a little. "Hello."

[girdleforakiss]

"What kept you out so close to dusk?" he asks, genuinely curious, not a hint of a reprimand, "It's not a pleasant road at night - Interesting conversation?" Merry smile.

[floweredknight]

"Something like," Florence says easily. He's not quite sure he ought to explain that he's essentially been collecting gossip for Ragnelle.

[girdleforakiss]

"Well, that's good. I'm glad."

Gawain has no objection to Ragnelle collecting gossip through any means she considers neccesary. The habit's saved his hide a few times.

[floweredknight]

"You're well, sir?"

[girdleforakiss]

"I'm very well, thank you. You?"

[floweredknight]

"Well enough." And a little diffidently: "Is my mother better?"

[girdleforakiss]

Gawain lights up. "Florence! It's absurd of me, but when your mother said you'd made it, I was still picturing someone smaller - here." And he steps forward with his arms open for a hug.

[floweredknight]

--oh. Oh. Well, that's disturbing and yet strangely amusing. Florence hugs him readily.

[girdleforakiss]

Yay! Progeny hugs! Gawain holds him out at arm's length and beams at him. "Look at you!" he says, "Such a fine young man."

[floweredknight]

He laughs, ducking his head. "So my mother says."

[girdleforakiss]

"My lady wife is always right," Gawain informs him, with a grin. "One ought not doubt her."

[floweredknight]

"Ay, sir," grinning back.