Sep 27, 2009 14:59
Richard moved around the kitchen, almost idly. If he got along better with those that lived in the house, he'd thank them for drinking tea. Mainly because he'd snagged one package to make himself a mug of tea. He needs it before he deals with everything that happened, before he would deal with the Nimir-Raj that wasn't curled up in bed with Anita.
He leans back against the counter, mug cupped in his one working hand as he waits for it to cool a little before taking a sip. He's not hiding from Micah. Just taking his sweet time before going to find the leopard, or maybe wondering how long it will take for him to find Richard.