This certainly wasn't the first job Elizabeth had had in which sleeping till seven am qualified as sleeping in. Lately she'd been rising at five-thirty, but she figured she could use it... and so could her bed-mate
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Conn had been quietly listening to the conversations around him, at once curious about the situations of interest to his flock and appalled at the level of gossip tearing through the city. Mentally, he started preparing a sermon about a certain 'innocent' sin.
He looked up when a shadow crossed his tray and smiled at the expedition leader. She looked upset and he vowed to speak only encouragement and not bring up the rumours flying about unless she asked him specifically.
"Good mornin', Doctor Weir. I've got a few seats around here that need warmed if you've got hankerin' to sit."
A 'hankerin'', indeed. Already the man had put a smile back on her face. She set her tray down and sat across from him, arranging her breakfast dishes and setting the tray aside.
"Thank you, Mr Gilchrist," she said. "I have a feeling that I'm going to have a 'hankerin' to knock some heads together before this day is done, but for now I'd really like to have my breakfast in peace, and you, sir, are a sanctuary."
Conn gave her a smile. "Well, I try to be a bit of peace in the storms of life when I can, ma'am. Are you up for conversation or more for quiet companionship over your raisin bread?"
He glanced at her breakfast dishes, noting she seemed to have a right hearty appetite, but he knew better than to comment on such things to most ladies and a good section of men as well.
"It's good raisin bread too," Elizabeth commented with a smile, "though it does make me wish for real butter, just a bit." He took a bite then, washing it down with a sip of coffee.
"Actually, I did have something I wanted to discuss with you," Elizabeth said, "that should be of an uplifting nature. One of the Athosians, Selen, said something to me yesterday, about welcoming our returned people, and I thought it might be a good thing to have a more formal recognition of that -a celebration of sorts. Lord knows," and she quirked a smile then, remembering who she was talking to, "we could all use something like that."
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He looked up when a shadow crossed his tray and smiled at the expedition leader. She looked upset and he vowed to speak only encouragement and not bring up the rumours flying about unless she asked him specifically.
"Good mornin', Doctor Weir. I've got a few seats around here that need warmed if you've got hankerin' to sit."
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"Thank you, Mr Gilchrist," she said. "I have a feeling that I'm going to have a 'hankerin' to knock some heads together before this day is done, but for now I'd really like to have my breakfast in peace, and you, sir, are a sanctuary."
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He glanced at her breakfast dishes, noting she seemed to have a right hearty appetite, but he knew better than to comment on such things to most ladies and a good section of men as well.
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"Actually, I did have something I wanted to discuss with you," Elizabeth said, "that should be of an uplifting nature. One of the Athosians, Selen, said something to me yesterday, about welcoming our returned people, and I thought it might be a good thing to have a more formal recognition of that -a celebration of sorts. Lord knows," and she quirked a smile then, remembering who she was talking to, "we could all use something like that."
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