27_53: (something like an angel)
27_53 ([personal profile] 27_53) wrote in [personal profile] brave_kreyu 2024-03-29 01:23 am (UTC)

"I'll behave while you are away," he 'promises'. Which, he will, once she has taken the water jug and gone to fetch the water they will need.

In the first light of this day, and alone for the first time in less than a day (but yet it feels as if he has already been here so very long, beside her) Skellig takes a moment to simply stand and take stock of himself, his senses.

He is trying to figure out just where he is. There is no desire to leave at any near point, but his habits are not easily broken. Especially in a strange, unfamiliar land...

Without any luck, he moves to add some fuel to the fire's coals, then busies himself with tidying the bed, removing the feathers easily enough (he is used to hiding the 'evidence' of his presence) and piling the largest ones that remain on one corner of the table. The linens and light blanket are shook out, her pillows rearranged into some semblance of order.

When she returns, she will likely find him busy with tidying other things, expending nervous energy. He will not rifle through her things, but he has gathered the bread and eggs onto the table, along with a knife he's found.

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