[ Accidental Visual ] We Walk This Lonely Road

[faderbroderson]

Godric is making the bed. A silky sheet carefully tucked, a pillow fluffed, a blanket smoothed. His hands move at a human pace, his touch unhurried and almost reverent. It isn't his bed. The colors and ornaments lending personality to the room are not to his taste

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[ voice ]

[lajolieblonde]

[ sookie can't pretend part of her isn't relieved to see eric go, but that doesn't mean she'll say so. ]

Is there anything I can do?

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[faderbroderson]

Sookie. Thank you, but there is nothing to be done. Perhaps later, we might speak? I feel it has been some time since we last had a proper conversation.

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[lajolieblonde]

Of course, Godric. You know you're welcome in my house, whenever you like.

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[faderbroderson]

Thank you, Sookie. That means a great deal to me.

[It really does, especially knowing that Sookie does not offer out invitations to vampires lightly. It isn't a privilege he would ever abuse.]

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[lajolieblonde]

The invite's open ended, even if you just need a place to stay the night sometime.

[ ...which would be awkward given angel's there more often than not, now, but manners trump sense. ]

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[faderbroderson]

I'll remember. And you know you're always welcome in the nest, for any reason. I know you've been reluctant, with Eric, but now...

[What he means is, you never come visit anymore, Sookie. Now you have no more excuse, so come keep your vampire friend company on occasion.]

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[lajolieblonde]

I can stop by tomorrow, if you like.