[ This is such a strange night. Not the worst they've had—here or otherwise—but still a little strange. He can't really offer a complaint, though, which might be the strangest part of all. ( He could, but he doesn't feel a pressing need to have any burble up to the surface. )
Just as he's pushing back to settle on the bed and flick the television on—which it does flicker on to that ridiculous channel with the equally ridiculous movies—that request comes and Locus pauses midway through what he's doing. Part of him feels a little silly accepting it. The other, more sedated part of his mind, tells him to just do it because it will feel nice and maybe help bleed out the tension that's crawling its way back into his body.
He sighs softly and just arranges himself comfortably to sit on the bed with enough room behind him for Felix. He gives a small wave of his hand to give the answer for him before he speaks. ]
Fine. [ Again his tone isn't sharp. ] If that's what you want to do.
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Just as he's pushing back to settle on the bed and flick the television on—which it does flicker on to that ridiculous channel with the equally ridiculous movies—that request comes and Locus pauses midway through what he's doing. Part of him feels a little silly accepting it. The other, more sedated part of his mind, tells him to just do it because it will feel nice and maybe help bleed out the tension that's crawling its way back into his body.
He sighs softly and just arranges himself comfortably to sit on the bed with enough room behind him for Felix. He gives a small wave of his hand to give the answer for him before he speaks. ]
Fine. [ Again his tone isn't sharp. ] If that's what you want to do.