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[1handedwelshman]

The house has been much quieter since Lucan left, and a lot emptier too. The loft is still a mess of hay and blankets that looks more like a barn than a house, and the table and chairs are still in odd places in the large main room, but it's all so much more stark and bare. So much more like a batchelor's place

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[russet_goddess]

She comes in quietly, doing her best to make no noise at all--leaves her one bundle, which is just all her sewing things, everything that's left after her burning, all tied up together with cord, by the door--and wanders through the house. When she finally finds him her face cracks in a smile, thin as ever. "Shoulda known."

[1handedwelshman]

He looks up and grins. "Where else? Wanna try some?" He fills a cup and offers it to her. "If I'd known you were coming I would have...I don't know, changed my shirt of something."

[russet_goddess]

She snorts and takes the cup. "Wouldn't'a helped. Just 's well y'didn't bother."

[1handedwelshman]

"Yeah, but at least I could have held it over your head that I'd gone to the trouble of it." He leans on the fence.