Ted nods. "I'm sorry. It's hard to be away from home." His smile is honestly sympathetic.
"I've got to run back to the Calla -- where I live -- but I'm going to be staying upstairs for the next few weeks. I'll let you know which room I'm in when I get a key. And do come see me any time -- and tell River the same."
"It's a farming community -- smallholders, mostly, and a few ranchers. Good folks -- or folken, as they would say. Salt of the earth. They grow rice, and spices, and root vegetables. Gorgeous country. A lovely river, called the Devar-Tete Whye -- and there's a schoolhouse, and that's where I teach the kids who are mostly too young to do heavy labor in the fields. Simple things, mostly -- reading, arithmetic, what little bit of history I've been able to glean. I'm not from that world, you see -- but it's home, now."
His smile is relaxed. It's good to finally have a home. To finally be wanted, somewhere, for a good purpose.
"It is." Ted's grinning. "And maybe -- if the two of you can come, I mean -- I'll take you there, if you'd like. For a visit. They don't have root beer, and there aren't many books, but you can't have everything. And what the Calla's got is pretty fine."
The grin softens. "I ought to get back, but I'll be here later tonight, and for a while -- tell River I said hi, all right? And take care of yourself, too."
"Hello." Ted gives Simon a smile. It's tired, and a bit worried, but genuine.
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He tilts his head in the direction of the stairs.
"She's sleeping. She's doing a lot better."
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The tone of his voice says that he finds this mildly surprising.
"Worried."
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He glances at the front door.
"Wash hasn't come to get us yet. Whatever's happening back on Serenity ... it's not safe yet."
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"I've got to run back to the Calla -- where I live -- but I'm going to be staying upstairs for the next few weeks. I'll let you know which room I'm in when I get a key. And do come see me any time -- and tell River the same."
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He pauses.
"What is it like? Where you live?"
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"It's a farming community -- smallholders, mostly, and a few ranchers. Good folks -- or folken, as they would say. Salt of the earth. They grow rice, and spices, and root vegetables. Gorgeous country. A lovely river, called the Devar-Tete Whye -- and there's a schoolhouse, and that's where I teach the kids who are mostly too young to do heavy labor in the fields. Simple things, mostly -- reading, arithmetic, what little bit of history I've been able to glean. I'm not from that world, you see -- but it's home, now."
His smile is relaxed. It's good to finally have a home. To finally be wanted, somewhere, for a good purpose.
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The grin softens. "I ought to get back, but I'll be here later tonight, and for a while -- tell River I said hi, all right? And take care of yourself, too."
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