Urquhart is sleeping peacefully, holding Saffron in the crook of his arm. The sunlight lends a golden shimmer to the blond fluff on the back of his arm, right next to the copper glow of Saffron's hair.
Slowly, he opens amber-coloured eyes to blink at the shadow of Moist standing out against the light.
She rouses from sleep not too long after the other two do, dark eyes slowly blinking open as she stretches lazily, her back arching along Urquhart's side.
Her vision focuses in on Moist standing by the window.
"How long have you been awake?" she murmurs sleepily, the question posed to the both of them.
He is sometimes poking fun at people with how conspicuous he is, that tall and with that astonishing hair. They won't believe he can ever vanish in plain sight.
Until he covers his hair, hunches his shoulders, and just does.
But not with these two. Unless they have business to attend to.
"The fact that they have creatures who sniff things makes it harder," Urquhart says, thinking about the white cat-monster he remembers vaguely, who might or might not have been Yrael.
"It's easier in our worlds. They're filled with morons."
"It has really been driven home to me here how the worst thing you can do is underestimate anybody or anything," Urquhart admits. "Like Ramon, who suddenly turned into a panther when I thought I'd beaten him, and bit my head off."
Slowly, he opens amber-coloured eyes to blink at the shadow of Moist standing out against the light.
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Her vision focuses in on Moist standing by the window.
"How long have you been awake?" she murmurs sleepily, the question posed to the both of them.
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He hasn't had time to pull on a robe as the window is close to the bed and smiles at them both,
"Don't get up on my account."
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He doesn't want to get up yet.
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"If my living pillow doesn't have any complaints."
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He sits back down on the bed and moves some hair out of Urquhart's face,
"Also I don't think I'd catch the light quite as well as both of you."
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He'd never complain about her using him as a pillow. She's just delightful that way.
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It'd be increasingly easy for her to shift right about now, but she's too lazy to bother.
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"Of course you can, its all a matter of when you choose to,"
His voice isn't quite as light as he'd like it to be since they both know something that can be used to find him.
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He knows how to.
He is sometimes poking fun at people with how conspicuous he is, that tall and with that astonishing hair. They won't believe he can ever vanish in plain sight.
Until he covers his hair, hunches his shoulders, and just does.
But not with these two. Unless they have business to attend to.
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"In this place, it's even more important to know how to."
Idly, she combs fingers through her unruly red curls, made all the more wild and untamed by their earlier bedroom antics.
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His hair is still quite messed up but most of his tension has returned since he's not sure how to hide from Lady Margolotta.
So Moist lays down on the bed again to stroke Saffron's calves.
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"It's easier in our worlds. They're filled with morons."
As opposed to here.
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"And yet it's always the most moronical who think they're not," she points out, tilting her head back to glance up at Urquhart's face.
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"I have some ideas to add to the book, some gold leaf and I have a couple of kinds of sealing wax that can add a look of worth."
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