[Oswald flushes faintly under Ed's lips, looking down at himself as if he's only just noticing that he is, in fact, dressed. It’s not a brocade robe Ed hasn’t seen before. But a fresh change of clothes is no doubt an improvement.]
I was... [he says, with a chuckle] and now that I have gotten comfortable, getting up again seems quite impossible. But I do not find myself in any particular rush this morning.
[There’s none of his restlessness now; just a rare sense of peace, for once, with the idea of doing nothing at all. It's the first time in years when he has stopped to watch the sun, to feel the shivery warmth of it on his skin. He's surprised that he missed this, too.]
...Beautiful, is it not? [He motions vaguely to the sprawling expanse of his yard.] The sun is shining, a gentle breeze is blowing... I honestly cannot remember the last time the weather was this agreeable.
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Date: 2024-05-11 06:50 am (UTC)I was... [he says, with a chuckle] and now that I have gotten comfortable, getting up again seems quite impossible. But I do not find myself in any particular rush this morning.
[There’s none of his restlessness now; just a rare sense of peace, for once, with the idea of doing nothing at all. It's the first time in years when he has stopped to watch the sun, to feel the shivery warmth of it on his skin. He's surprised that he missed this, too.]
...Beautiful, is it not? [He motions vaguely to the sprawling expanse of his yard.] The sun is shining, a gentle breeze is blowing... I honestly cannot remember the last time the weather was this agreeable.
[His bones are grateful for the drier air.]