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[lasthalfmile]

Some men might be considered a sight for sore eyes.

It depends on who you're askin', of course.




Dan's at a table -- relatively near the fireplace -- occupying himself with a folded piece of paper and a cup of coffee. There's a pocket-sized notebook in front of him as well, but he's not reading or writing anything at the moment.

Comments

[lasthalfmile]

"I've missed you too. It's been some time since we've spoken."

Among other things they tend to do.

[wheatencrown]

"Tell me all your news." She'll just lean on him.

[lasthalfmile]

"Well, there ain't much to speak of, to be quite honest."

This is what happens when your mun puts you in a 'coma' from time to time.

"I'm glad it's spring, though. Lookin' forward to the nicer weather out."

[wheatencrown]

"You should come help me in my garden."

And do other things too.

[lasthalfmile]

"Out back, or home?"

[wheatencrown]

"Whichever you'd like."

[lasthalfmile]

"Where is home, right now?"

He'd have to get someone to check on Bogart, if he's going to be gone for more than a day or two.

[wheatencrown]

"France, but we could go anywhere you'd like."

[lasthalfmile]

"France sounds nice enough. Weather good?"

[wheatencrown]

"Utterly lovely."

Though it tends to be with two goddesses around.

[lasthalfmile]

"Then I might have to take you up on that offer, Miss Demeter."

[wheatencrown]

"I'd like that."

She leans up to kiss him again.