"Hmmm." He lifts her hand and presses a kiss to the back of it--once, and then a second time for good measure. "No sleep for me, not yet. I'll have a look at the roof," predictable, yes, and he kisses her hand a third time as if to stop her from making some comment about it, "and then I'll join you for lunch in the sun. Think I can stand being read to for a bit. How's that sound?"
This is half to Rosana, who gives a yawn so large her whiskers bristle. She, at least, will clearly nap with Yseult.
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Date: 2022-01-30 12:09 am (UTC)This is half to Rosana, who gives a yawn so large her whiskers bristle. She, at least, will clearly nap with Yseult.